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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 15:56:24 GMT -5
BOOM!
Yeah, that’s all you get. Top that lazy ass opening Shawn.
Alecia Matthews: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to another huge edition of WFWF Revolution. We’re live from the Baton Rouge River Centre here in Baton Rouge, Louisiana and what a show we have in store for you.
Samael Ahriman: Oh yeah, the first round of a tournament to crown the new International Championship as well as a big double main event as Reverend Shadow takes on Shawn Malakai and World Champion Scarlett Quinn faces off with Yukio Blaze.
Alecia Matthews: Plus so much more and we’re kicking things off right away as Brock Maxx, a newcomer who was thrown right into the frying pan last week takes on Andrew Carter, who returns to action after several weeks out.
Samael Ahriman: One of these men gets to prove himself, one looks like an idiot. Might not be as big a reward as the other matches tonight but it’s better than a kick in the teeth.
Alecia Matthews: *sighs* Most things are Ahriman.
Brock Maxx vs. Andrew Carter The battle of the young guns went down exactly as you would expect with both men attempting to go all out to prove their worth. Carter started strong but seemed to dwindle out as the match went on, almost to the point that it felt like he wasn’t even here by the end of his run… er we me match. Brock Maxx quickly exploded out of the blocks and once again showed why he was capable of holding his own against two of the biggest names in the company last week, taking Carter out with a series of quick moves before finishing the match off with the Full Nelson Slam. Yes, we agree it’s a bizarre move for a high flier to use but what the hell, victory for Brock Maxx! Victor: Brock Maxx
Alecia Matthews: A big victory for Brock Maxx in only his second match here in the WFWF. This kid could be something big.
Samael Ahriman: Well he didn’t have much of a challenge here tonight, almost felt like Carter didn’t even bother showing at times.
Alecia Matthews: That’s a bit harsh, if Carter didn’t show then he’d be insulting Trace Demon after he gave him another chance, and we all know you don’t insult Trace Demon.
Samael Ahriman: No, you certainly do not.
And you sure as hell don’t do it by asking for a match and don’t bother showing up, that would be asinine. Head to commercials.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 15:57:34 GMT -5
We return from commercial with 'The Golden Boy' Jayson Garrett holding a microphone while sitting on a couch in the center of the ring. His fancy clothes looking completely out of place in a wrestling ring.
Jayson Garrett: Welcome everyone to the hottest interview show on prime time TV today, The Hot Seat! I am your host, Jayson Garrett! Tonight, my guest is a man who bested me in a fluke victory two weeks ago. I lost to this man because a referee doesn't understand the concept of raising and dropping my hand at three second intervals! As a matter of fact, I have a right mind to demand the referee's removal from the WFWF staff!
The crowd boos loudly at Garrett's refusal to admit defeat.
Jayson Garrett: So here's my guest, a thief, a crook, a fiend, the man who holds the National Championship belt for me, Joe Bishop.
'Hell March' blasts round the arena and out comes the National Champion Joe Bishop, the belt slung over his shoulder. Bishop's eyes remain locked on the man who attacked him last week as he slowly makes his way towards the ring. Bishop slides into the ring as Garrett greets him.
Jayson Garrett: Joseph, thanks for coming on.
Bishop declines an awkward looking handshake, Garrett laughs as his guest looks on unamused. The Golden Boy continues.
Jayson Garrett: Firstly, how does it feel knowing that two weeks ago, you and that referee robbed the WFWF fans and guys backstage of a chance to see the greatest superstar today be recognized as champion, because you know as well as I do that I should be champion?
Joe Bishop: How does it feel? F***ing brilliant.
Bishop lifts the National Championship right in front of Garrett's face, the Hollywood star keeps his composure as Bishop continues.
Joe Bishop: But you need to understand that you weren't cheated out of anything. I'm still the National Champion, not because the WFWF official doesn't understand the rules of professional wrestling, not because I cheated to win, but simply because I'm better than you. I'm faster, I'm stronger, I'm smarter, I'm capable of choking the life out of you with my bare hands. If you want to tell yourself that's not true, that you were cheated, then that's fine by me, but doing that isn't going to change a damn thing.
Garrett turns around to collect himself. He mutters, "You're the host, this is your show." Before turning back to face Bishop.
Jayson Garrett: Well alright then, I guess I should let you know what I think. And I think that you're just bitter over the fact that you know that I was better than you that entire match. I deserve that title so much more than you. Look at me, I was born better, I'm the definition of A-list, I do wonders for the WFWF PR, I don't think you're going around the world to places you don't even like to talk up the product. You and that referee are so obviously jealous of my life that it makes me sick. You don't deserve that title, me, the most marketable, the best-looking, simply the best man, me, Jayson Garrett does.
Joe Bishop: Yet this title, is still mine. That's all that really matters Jayson. You may be famous, you might have celebrity friends, but you're not the National Champion, and until I get bored of it, you're not going to be.
Garrett doesn't look particularly happy at Bishop's comments but decides to move on to another topic.
Jayson Garrett: Well lets talk about tonight, you're facing off against a former WFWF World Champion Thunder, a man who's not nearly as good as me. What will be the key to victory in that match? Getting the referee to blatantly hand you the win like he did in our match couple of weeks ago? Or perhaps you intend to throw the match so you don't have to face me later on in the tournament? No one would blame you.
Bishop smiles, amused at Garrett's insistence that he was cheated out of victory two weeks ago.
Joe Bishop: Jayson, I'm going to beat Thunder by doing exactly what I did against you two weeks ago, I'm going to beat Thunder by simply doing enough. And I promise you that if you fluke your way through the next few rounds of this tournament, I'm going to make you pay for what you did to me last week.
Jayson Garrett: Well if you're so sure that you can beat me, why don't we make sure that match happens regardless of this tournament? You want your chance to get back at me after I kicked the crap out of you last week, so why don't we go toe-to-toe at Scars & Stripes?
Bishops nods, delighted to get his chance to shut Garrett up once and for all.
Jayson Garrett: And all I ask in return is that you put that belt on the line?
Garrett points at Bishop's National Championship, before extending his hand for a handshake. Bishop reluctantly shakes the hand of the man who viciously attacked him last week, seemingly agreeing to take on Garrett for the National Championship at Scars & Stripes in just a few weeks time.
Alecia Matthews: What a match set for Scars & Stripes, the movie star taking on the three time National Champion.
Samael Ahriman: With the title on the line no less. I mean look at it this way, if both of these men get to the finals of the International Championship tournament then that match will have to be for both titles!
Alecia Matthews: And that’s just one of a number of huge possible matches this tournament sets us up for. Speaking of which we’re about to head to the ring for our first tournament match of the night.
Samael Ahriman: Great Segway.
Alecia Matthews: I thought so. Just like our opening contest this match has an element of redemption to it. Both Devilkiller and Dave Demento have shown a lot of promise but have yet to make a big impact and this is the match that could do it for them.
WFWF International Championship Tournament Quarter Final Devilkiller vs. Dave Demento Dave Demento knew that he was going to be fighting against an opponent with a considerable size and weight advantage but that didn’t stop him coming into this match absolutely red hot. Both of these men wanted to redeem themselves after a string of bad performances but only one of them could manage it. Devilkiller used his size and power to take control in the early goings and the rest of the match was definitely an uphill struggle for Demento. It wasn’t until he connected with the step up high knee in the corner that things turned around, Demento unleashing a big series of moves that concluded with the Rolling Thunder and the match ending The Sleeper, giving Dave Demento the three count, the victory and the first spot in the semi-finals of the International Championship tournament. Victor: Dave Demento
Alecia Matthews: A massive victory for Dave Demento there and he is one step closer to capturing his first title here in the WFWF.
Samael Ahriman: Not going to be easy though, there’s still two matches to go and there’s no weak links in this tournament.
Alecia Matthews: But do you know what there is?
Samael Ahriman: What?
Alecia Matthews: Commercials.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 15:58:31 GMT -5
Being irritated was an understatement, Wayne McGurk was furious. Apparently, Trace Demon had barred him from getting into the arena and here he was, standing in front of a whole barrage of arena security in the parking lot. It was a long time ago when his influence over the WFWF was enough for these men to let him through without any problems. But here now, all these years later, all the notions of the former WFWF World Champion's glory was nothing more than a distant memory. Wayne gave them his patience and his kindness, but it was wearing thin. Wayne tuned away from the security force and lit a cigarette, closing his eyes as he tried to hold himself back from completely taking every single one of them out."Well, you really are upset, artcha?" The voice broke the waves of aura McGurk pumped out. Reverend wasn't much in the mind of sorry, as much as confused about the fact he didn't feel sorry. Playing pretend might subdue it."You know I didn't want to, right?" It was a sigh of relief to hear the voice of his old friend. Wayne looked away from the security force and turned towards his friend "A match's a match. I've been there before. It's just a very different feeling when you're standing helpless on the receiving end.""Sir, you are not authorized entry. I apologize. Please go.", said the security guard."I ain't going anywhere.", Wayne hissed back.Reverend eyed the guy for a moment, lost himself for a moment. The security guard went from stern to ill quickly. Either he knew he Rev. was, or wasn't in the business of finding out.
Silence was all that Shadow wanted, "I don't see a point to dwell, Scarlett is stronger than you think." "I know she is.", Wayne replied. "Doesn't matter, she's still my daughter." Wayne motioned close to Shadow, pulling the cigarette away from his lips as he closed his eyes and sighed "Trace isn't going to stop here, we both know that. We've seen what he's done to Yukio, to Xavier Peirce... He goes after Scarlett, he goes after me and the rest of my family. I'm not allowing that to happen." "Don't worry your head over it, I'll try to keep an eye on her in there." Reverend was lying on some level or altogether. He could be sure, and just kind of went with it. "Anyways, people seem to be steering clear of me lately; not to say I blame them." Wayne nodded at Shadow. For better or worse, the man had his trust and Wayne was going to hold him to that. "I can believe that, even after all these years, you've remained dangerous. People don't trust you because even though you don't appear it, they can sense it. They know what you can do to them and that's a hell of a lot more than I've got for myself tonight." "Patience; give it time. I am sure before too much longer you will either be feared, or damn near it." Those words would have sounded simple, had they been laden in venom. Each syllable snapped with charmed fangs, "Pace yourself though, remember quick roads were as quick back in our day. Methods were different. I think trace may be a little short sighted right now, and yourself. Think of the end game." Rev’s words were scary, and not like a bump in the night. This was more likely a kick to throat followed by a creepy bed time story, read by bobo the boy molesting clown.
All that said, it was eloquent enough to be lost in the noise between.
Wayne nodded and Shadow, closing his eyes. "Then it begins now." With out any warning, Wayne made a lunge for the two nearest security enforcers, grabbing them both by the cracked their noses with a head-butt. The security forces stumbled to the pavement, blood trickling down their noses as Wayne stepped over their back with a crushing stomp as he reached out now for the rest."God Damnit Wayne." Reverend let out a muffled roar making a run for the nearest security person, catching him right in the face with a vicious bigboot, the force of which smashed the poor sod's skull into the harsh pavement.
Another security guard made a jump towards Reverend, trying to tackle him from behind. But Reverend side-stepped the guard and held out his foot, causing the officer to tumble to the pavement, where his skin over his chin scrapped against the pavement. The secuirty guard tried to scramble back to his feet, but Reverend intercepted and knocked him out with a merciful punch across the face.
Wayne held the last security guard in the McGurk Lock, wrenching him the neck as he impaled the mna over his knee, driving vicious elbow shot against his mid-section as the security guard cried in complete agony."Let him go, Wayne." Wayne dropped the security guard and lit a cigarette to catch his breath.
Reverend looked at Wayne with a grin. "Bet it felt good, didn't it?" Wayne smiled back at his friend. "It's been awhile, but I reckon it's safe to say I've still got it." "An army of security guards can't match up to the ferocity of one wrestler, you remember that don't you?" "It's all starting to come back to me now.". -FIN-Alecia Matthews: Well there’s certainly some action packed, and rather gothic, things going on outside of the arena but right now we’re turning our attention to some action inside of the ring. Samael Ahriman: That action in question being the second quarter final match in the International Championship tournament. Alecia Matthews: Mak Cross is seeking to keep his reinvention going with a victory here tonight but he’s going to have to do it against the mysterious Dex, who has gone two for two here in the WFWF. Samael Ahriman: This one could be the dark horse for match of the night Alecia. WFWF International Championship Tournament Quarter Final Mak Cross vs. DexWith a spot in the semi-finals up for grabs both of these men knew that this was a chance to cement their place here in the WFWF, which is a surprising thing to hear said about Mak Cross considering the time he’s been in this company. As much as Mak wants his past to be forgotten it was that past that gave him the edge here as he used his experience to outsmart Dex at numerous points in the match. Both men went at it tooth and nail and it was a close affair but Cross just seemed to know exactly what to do in any situation, always finding a way back whenever Dex took control. While Dex looked impressive his defeat was seemingly inevitable as Cross showed the fire that has been reignited within him, putting the fallen angel away with the Cross-Out.Victor: Mak CrossAlecia Matthews: And Mak Cross picks up the victory and he’s got to be considered one of the heavy favorites in this tournament. Samael Ahriman: No doubt. Dex may have put on an admirable show but Mak’s experience and this new fire makes him a huge threat to whoever he faces in the semi-finals. And on the shot of Mak Cross celebrating the victory we don’t go to commercials…
No, wait, we totally do.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 15:59:04 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well we’re back from commercials and our next match is already about to start.
Samael Ahriman: Wait, they both entered during the commercial break, that’s not on, somebody complain!
Alecia Matthews: Well I guess we’re just short on time and had to get this one underway.
Samael Ahriman: Lies! Slander! A conspiracy! Call the FBI! The CIA! Nasa!
Alecia Matthews: Idiot. Ace Andrews takes on Jayson Garrett right now!
The bell sounds and we are underway here in this International Championship quarter final match. The match begins with a tie-up, which Jayson breaks up after a couple seconds by punching Ace into the corner. As the referee warns him about using closed fists, he mocks him, nails Ace with a forearm which causes him to crumple into the corner as he yells at the referee, “Is that better!?” As Garrett picks Ace up however Ace tosses him into the corner then hits a running dropkick for the first cover, 1-just one on the first cover. He quickly locks in an armbar, but it’s countered by Jayson into a headlock. Ace shoots Jayson off toward the ropes but Garrett hits a shoulder block as he makes his first cover, 1-also just one. Garrett drops a knee onto the head of Ace before making another cover, 1-still just one. Fast action here as Garrett picks Ace back up before shoving him off the ropes and dropping him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, but he keeps Ace over his knee and begins to stretch him out. He endures a bit more punishment until Garrett finally drops him. Garrett then drags him into the center of the ring as he sets up for a springboard moonsault, but he misses. Andrews uses this to take advantage and to begin dominating the match. He hits a bodyslam, followed by a hip toss, but Garrett rolls out of the ring before Ace can do anything else.
Ace sees the strategy used by Garrett and gives sarcastic applause. Jayson renters the ring at six but is greeted with a running spear from Andrews! Cover, 1-2-kickout at two. Ace brings Jayson back to his feet then hits a belly-to-belly suplex before getting ready to take flight. He leaps and connects with a moonsault, but decides that that’s not enough. He brings Garrett back up once again and sets up for the Flavian Effectus, but Jayson counters that into a big clothesline where Ace lands right on his neck. Sensing Ace is hurt, Garrett begins going straight after the neck, applying a neck crack submission. Upon release, Garrett then kicks Ace right on the neck. Andrews yells out in agony but Garrett relentlessly stomps on him. Just as Garrett begins picking him up however, Ace hits him with a desperation Sin City Slam. Garrett is down and Ace rolls over into the cover, 1-2-NO just a 2-count. Andrews is holding his neck with one arm as he guides Garrett to his feet. He then irish whips him into the corner which was followed up with an avalanche splash. Garrett is dazed but a dropkick then puts him down on the mat. Ace goes in for the kill, a Platinum Made Cloverleaf; he rolls Garrett over then locks it in! Garrett wildly flails his arms, grasping for the rope. It looks as if Garrett will tap, but with one final reach he grabs the rope and the referee backs Ace off. As Ace argues with his back turned to Garrett, Jayson then gives a kick to the quad of Ace dropping him to his knees. After three precise kicks to the chest, he hits one more superkick to the skull, and also causing whiplash to the neck. Ace crumples face first to the mat as Garrett rolls in for the cover, 1-2-kickout at two. Garrett decides this is enough; he grabs the wrist of Ace, wrenches it, then runs to the top rope and spikes Ace hard down on the mat with a tornado DDT. Another cover, 1-2-KICKOUT at two! Garrett fumes, runs off the ropes, and hits rolling thunder!
Garrett though is not happy with just rolling thunder, as he lifts Ace up once more. He lifts him high up in the air, vertical suplex time! Only while he’s got him up there Garrett is momentarily distracted by the big man at ringside, Levinator climbing up onto the ring apron. The distraction allows Ace to jump down and hits a half nelson suplex before jumping to the top rope and surveying the situation. He takes a leap of faith and connects with The Joker and makes the transition into a cover, 1-2-3! DING DING DING!
Christa Adina: And your winner, and advancing to the semi-finals of the WFWF International Championship tournament… Ace Andrews!
Alecia Matthews: A timely distraction by Levinator gives Ace Andrews the victory here tonight, and it looks like that investment certainly paid off.
Samael Ahriman: The businessman beats the movie star, and that has to put a smile on Joe Bishop’s face.
Alecia Matthews: Well Ace has every right to celebrate but will Scarlett Quinn? Later tonight she takes on Yukio Blaze in a blockbuster main event.
Samael Ahriman: Do you think she’s nervous?
Alecia Matthews: How about we take a look, because we’re a creepy company that is watching everyone all the time.
Samael Ahriman: Well Trace Demon is the one running things, so that makes a lot of sense.
Backstage, we cut to the locker room of WFWF World Champion, Scarlett Quinn. The Princess of Wrestling sits over a steel chair, taping her wrists now as Penny Shannon comes into frame.
Scarlett Quinn: I've been thinking.
Penny opens up a chair and takes a seat next to Scarlett.
Penny Shannon: Oh God, not this again. Can you not think for once?
Scarlett takes a deep breath and sighs.
Scarlett Quinn: I don't want you out there tonight.
Penny Shannon: ... Alright.
Scarlett Quinn: I've got to learn how to stand up for myself this time around. I mean, the worse that could happen tonight- realistically is that I lose to Yukio.
Penny Shannon: ...
The two girls stare down at each other before breaking into laughter.
Penny Shannon: Like that's actually going to happen!
Scarlett Quinn: Right?!
Penny sighs.
Penny Shannon: I know you can take care of yourself, but f*ck, we know what Trace has something planned for tonight and whatever happens, I want to be there for you.
Scarlett Quinn: I know, but I have to be able to handle this on my own.
Penny Shannon: Understood. Whatever happens, I'll be ready.
Scarlett Quinn: I know you will.
The two girls huddle close, dropping their foreheads against each other as they prepare for the night ahead and we prepare for another commercial. Oh, not prepared? Too late!
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 15:59:50 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well we’re into our second half here tonight and it’s been pretty big so far.
Samael Ahriman: But also very quiet on the Trace Demon front. Where the hell is he?
Alecia Matthews: Don’t jinx it Ahriman, we might just get through a show without him doing anything crazy.
Samael Ahriman: Speaking of crazy, one of the big questions in WFWF right now is when is Ace Bennett going to split his lid and go round the bend again?
Alecia Matthews: He faces the surprisingly returning Jon O’Deeves up next.
Ace Bennett vs. Jon O’Deeves As Ace Bennett’s quest for redemption continues he found himself face to face with Jon O’Deeves, a man he not only has history with but who was returning to the WFWF in this very match after being absent for some time. There were a few signs of rust from O’Deeves but the talent that made him a hot prospect first time round was certainly still there as he really took the fight to Bennett. Ace continues to try and prove he’s a changed man and once again he fought a fair fight hoping that this would take him to a fourth straight victory since his own return. O’Deeves had no such reservations, pulling out a low blow and grabbing the tights during a roll up but both to no avail. Bennett kept fighting and in the end it was the man from Syracuse who picked up the win as he took O’Deeves to ground and locked in the Syracuse Lock. O’Deeves held on for an impressive amount of time but couldn’t claw his way across to the ropes, leaving him with no choice but to tap out. Victor: Ace Bennett
“Over and Under” blares through the arena as Ace celebrates his victory to a still mixed reaction. Standing up, he motions for a microphone from the ring announcer. Ace puts his fingers to his lips, as he wants to say something and smiles when instead of quieting down, the fans get louder. Ace leans on the turnbuckle as the fans go on a chant duel, with Ace's fans chanting “Ace! Ace! Ace” and his detractors saying “You suck! You suck! You suck!” The noise dies down, allow Ace to speak.
Ace Bennett: As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted last week.
The fans pop as Ace smiles at his own joke.
Ace Bennett: I've been pretty quiet since my return, and I'm sure a lot of you are wondering what my deal is with coming back to the WFWF so suddenly. You know, where my mind is at and everything. And I can understand that, I mean it looked like I was siding with good ole Xavier Pierce when I returned and then I was chatting it up with Randel Benjamin. What the hell, right?
He pauses as the boos override the cheers for a brief moment.
Ace Bennett: Well lucky for you guys, I'm here to explain. You see, as many of you are fully aware, I was a bit off my rocker in my last stay here in the WFWF. I was ending careers, attacking guys who had absolutely no business being attacked, costing guys some major opportunities in that time, and even supposedly joining The New Epoch, the most vile group of men you could possibly imagine. In short, I was a dick.
With the dirty laundry aired, the crowd boos Ace loudly as he continues to speak.
Ace Bennett: I'm not proud of those things. Thinking about it, I get sick to my stomach even thinking about what I've done here. Sometimes I wonder whether that's the man I truly am or not. I've come to the WFWF to prove to myself that it's not. I've been airing my dirty laundry, and hitting it on the nose. That's why I was talking with Dave Demento. That's why I've been trying to gain Thunder's trust. Those two men were both severely effected by my actions, and were both temporarily removed from the WFWF roster at my hand. And now, my friendship with Dave Demento is at an all time high and Thunder and I are at the very least on speaking terms even though we don't necessarily get along. But I'm not here to speak about Dave Demento or Thunder.
The crowd's noise level increases, as they await Ace to get to the point.
Ace Bennett: I was going to address Mak Cross here tonight. I was going to bring him out here and speak about how I cost him the Survival of the Fittest match, giving the victory to David Brennan and refusing Mak the opportunity of his lifetime; an opportunity at the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship. But then Trace Demon went and put our friend Mak in the WFWF International Championship Tournament. I won't be a distraction to him and cost him that tournament. I've already cost him enough. Mak, I'll be rooting for you and I hope you pull it out. We will talk in the future. But to the point....
Ace breathes in as he scans the crowd, who now seem to be cheering on Ace. Talk about bi-polar.
Ace Bennett: A few weeks after Survival of the Fittest, I was to defend the WFWF Tag Team Championship against The New Epoch with my partner Raider. However, I inexplicably disappeared, leaving Raider to fight one of the most dangerous groups to ever grace the WFWF, alone. That night, our color commentator, Samael Ahriman, went to battle in my place with Raider in a losing effort. I abandoned my tag team partner and threw a man who I have tremendous respect for to the dogs with no preparation whatsoever. So Samael Ahriman, I would like it if you would join me in the ring right now so that I could speak with you man to man. I know you've held some feelings of bitterness towards me since that night and I was hoping we could talk things out.
Ace gestures towards the announcer's booth as Samael looks at Ace. The two are silent as Alecia Matthews looks towards her partner.
Alecia Matthews: What an interesting development. These two have harbored ill will towards each other since Ace returned, going at it in a number of brawls. Samael, what are you going to do?
Samael Ahriman: I'll be right back.
Ahriman removes his headset and stands up. The crowd cheers him on as the WFWF alumni turned color commentator makes his way to the ring where Ace awaits him. Ace stands in the ring as Samael enters the ring. He stands across from Ace with a stone face, clearly wanting Ace to do all of the speaking.
Ace Bennett: Thank you for your time, Sam. Now I know that you are probably thinking that I am going to stand here and give you some long winded apology for what I did. Give you the puppy dog eyes and bet you for forgiveness and all that good stuff. But I'm not going to do that, Sam. I want to thank you. I want to thank you for being the bigger man than I was that night. I want to thank you for stepping in and helping my friend, and saving him from going into that war alone. That's my piece, I hope we can work things out.
Ace extends his hand to Samael, who simply looks down at it. Instead of shaking his hand, Samael unleashes a thunderous slap across the face of Ace, before making his exit and returning to the commentary booth. Ace smiles as he rubs his face and looks over to the booth.
Ace Bennett: You were never one to stray away from violence, huh Samael? That's alright though. I have a proposition for you. I listen to your commentary during all of the matches. I can see how much you are chomping at the bit to get back in this ring and compete again. So how about you and I have a little match up, one on one. Maybe unleashing all of that pent up aggression on me will make you more privy to a conversation. Consider it a favor to you, from a guy who is looking for some redemption for himself. I'll see you soon.
Ace drops the microphone and leaves the ring as “Over and Under” echos through the arena to a mixed reaction. Samael is left silent in the commentary booth as he considers the offer from the up and coming star.
Alecia Matthews: Well a massive challenge laid down to my own broadcast partner here tonight and we all know you’re a better wrestler than an announcer…
Samael remains silent. Surprising, we thought that dig would get him too.
Alecia Matthews: Well I guess if you’re not going to explode in anger we’ll explode into a commercial. Did you like that one Samael?
Since he won’t answer we will – we didn’t like that, not one bit.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 16:00:56 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well we’re back and we have one more match left in the WFWF International Championship tournament. With Mak Cross, Ace Andrews and Dave Demento having already booked their spots in the semi-finals there’s only one spot left, and it’ll either go to the veteran Thunder or the up and coming Joe Bishop.
Samael Ahriman: It’s very literally a clash of experience against raw talent, and both men need this win more than ever.
Alecia Matthews: Oh you’re talking now.
Samael Ahriman: Yes, I’m also ignoring you. Like I was saying Thunder is looking to redeem himself after his last disappointing run here while Joe Bishop needs to prove that he is more than just another flash in the pan. Only one of them can do that.
Alecia Matthews: It often seems to be that way, there’s never a win-win here in the WFWF.
Samael Ahriman: Don’t be stupid, this is professional wrestling, you can’t both win.
Alecia Matthews: Hah! You acknowledged me!
Samael Ahriman: Damn you.
WFWF International Championship Tournament Quarter Final Joe Bishop vs. Thunder As our esteemed announce team pointed out before the match this was a must win contest for both of these men and you could tell that from the absolutely incredible performances that we witnessed in this match. Both men threw absolutely everything that they could at their opponent, and even threw their opponent at everything they could at times, but no matter what they did the other kept fighting. The crowd were really into how close this match was as it looked like neither man was going to go down and rightfully so with so much on the line, but there still had to be a winner and a loser. In the end it was experience that won out over raw talent as Thunder managed to roll out of the way of the Decido Spiritus and then hoisted Bishop up and connected with the Thunder and Lightning for the victory. Victor: Thunder
Alecia Matthews: A huge win for Thunder and I don’t know about you but for moments there it looked like the Thunder of old was back.
Samael Ahriman: He’s got a long way to go before we can say that officially, but yeah, Thunder was a hell of a lot more impressive there than when he left.
Alecia Matthews: And that’s that. Mak Cross, Thunder, Ace Andrews and Dave Demento advance and will continue to fight it out for the right to become the new WFWF International Champion.
Samael Ahriman: Some big names there, I’ve got a feeling this tournament is going to make, or reinvigorate, somebodies career.
In the back, Malakai is pacing, prepping for his match later in the evening against Reverend Shadow. As he plays with the glove on his hand, from around the corner comes one Jon O’Deeves, fresh off of a loss against Ace Bennett.
Shawn Malakai: Well now, this is quite the surprise.
Jon O’Deeves: What? Me back in the WFWF?
Shawn Malakai: No. You showing your face after a loss. You tended to disappear after you would lose.
Jon O’Deeves: F*ck you.
Malakai smirks.
Shawn Malakai: I take it I am next on your little list?
Jon O’Deeves: Yep.
Shawn Malakai: You know this is going to end badly for one of us leading into Scars and Stripes, right?
Jon O’Deeves: Yeah, but which one?
Shawn Malakai: Probably you.
Jon O’Deeves: I doubt it.
Shawn Malakai: I guess when we meet in the ring next show we will find out for good which one of us was truly the star of our little group.
Jon O’Deeves: Yep.
Shawn Malakai: See you there, man.
Both Malakai and O’Deeves smirk as O’Deeves walks away and Malakai smiles coyly, him getting his head back into the game for his match coming up later in the show as we head to yet more commercials.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 16:02:32 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well it looks like we’ve got yet another match without entrances. It’s almost like people are forgetting to write them in.
Samael Ahriman: Don’t be silly, nobody would ever make themselves look that stupid.
Starting out the match, Rev and Malakai are standing on opposite corners of the ring, listening to the enormous chants. Back and forth the fans go, half on the side of Shadow, and half on the side of Malakai. Rev twists his head a little bit and smirks, raising his arm cockily, the fans going nuts, screaming his name. Malakai nods, giving Rev a sly look, walking to the center of the ring, turning around and throwing his arms up in the air, the same reception Rev got, Malakai is getting.
Alecia Matthews: This is really weird.
Samael Ahriman: How so?
Alecia Matthews: Rev pandering to the crowd. Is he not the douchiest of douches?
Samael Ahriman: Yeah, but there is something you really cannot understand being new to the company. This match? This match may be one of the biggest matches to never happen in the WFWF. Reverend Shadow is a Hall of Famer, someone who has done everything the WFWF can offer, and has made himself the most valuable person, arguably to ever step foot in the ring. On the other side, Shawn Malakai, a big guy who at one point was afraid of his shadow, was not supposed to make it here. The Higher Authority brought him in, and he defied the odds. Shawn Malakai is not yet a Hall of Famer, but someone who has definitely earned the honor…and the fact that these two men have so much in common and have become bigger than titles, bigger than heel and face…they have reached a point only a handful of wrestlers have ever gotten to in their careers. So a match that could EASILY headline Super Brawl, and be the last match the WFWF ever had and be one of the best to happen, is happening before our very eyes.
Alecia Matthews: Are you sure you are not overhyping this just a little bit?
Samael Ahriman: Nope. I am underhyping it. You truly have no idea how huge this match truly is to those two men, the men in the locker room and the fans. If you are a fan of the WFWF, or ever were a fan of the WFWF…EVERYONE is watching this one match right now. Reverend Shadow. Shawn Malakai. The best of the best. I feel sorry for whoever has to go on after this.
Rev and Malakai meet in the center of the ring, toe to toe. DAT STAREDOWN. Rev, the smaller man by almost a foot, not intimidated in the slightest. Malakai, the less experienced man, remains undeterred. There is some jawing back and forth between these two men, both being themselves…cocky as sh*t. But then out of no where, Rev delivers the shot heard round the world…a mega, monstrous and thunderous slap to the face of Malakai. The big man, taken aback, grabs ahold of his jaw, his eyes still low and cold. When he looks back at Shadow, he has a grin on his face. You know, one of those sh*t eating grins that makes you want to slap someone silly? Yeah.
Alecia Matthews: That slap seems to have completely knocked Malakai off of his rocker.
Samael Ahriman: Nope. It pissed him off.
Alecia Matthews: Not smart by Rev then.
Samael Ahriman: Yes it was. That was exactly the reaction Rev wanted. If this match is going to happen, it is going to happen the old school way. No fancy sh*t like some of the newer guys like Ace Bennett and Cam Nitta have been showing off. This is going to be a knock down, drag out fight. Whoever gets knocked out first, loses.
Alecia Matthews: but that benefits Malakai, right? Size? That smart of Rev?
Samael Ahriman: Malakai is a few pennies short of a dollar and his body is turning to mush. If anything, Rev may not have the height advantage, but I think Rev has the strength advantage here. This is going to get ugly either way though.
Malakai throws a hard clothesline in the direction of Rev but misses wildly, Rev avoiding and bolting to the other side of the ring. Malakai takes a step towards Rev, making it look like he is going to try to bulrush him again, but it was a stutter step. Rev, realizing this at the last possible second before he is in the hands of Malakai, stops dead in his tracks, having to use the top rope for balance so he does not fall down. Both men smirk.
Alecia Matthews: This match is SO BORING.
Samael Ahriman: What the hell are you talking about? This is mastery. These two have never wrestled before but yet, having been around the block so many times, know each others moves before they even do them. Each one is trying to outsmart the other but that is going to be an almost impossible feat as these two may be the most cerebral athletes to ever step foot in this ring.
Alecia Matthews: Then how is this match going to end?
Samael Ahriman: Whoevers heart gives out first loses.
Malakai and Rev tie up, Malakai using his leverage to his advantage, taking over quickly. But just as quickly as Rev is in the headlock, he is out of it and shoving Malakai into the corner, delivering a strong elbow into the big mans spine. Again and again he drives that elbow into his spine, eventually going low on Malakais knee, dropping the mighty Sequoya down to size. From there Rev makes pickings out of Malakai, delivering a series of hard kicks to the big mans spine, each hit eliciting a more painful response from Malakai than the last. Rev gets onto the ground with Malakai and locks him into a reverse snapmare headlock, cranking on the torque, bending the big mans neck every which way. Malakai is flailing, his face turning red.
Alecia Matthews: Is Malakai going to tap this early?
Samael Ahriman: Guy cannot breathe. Gotta wait and see.
Malakai is losing his battle against breathing at the moment, struggling to free himself from the grip of Shadow. As Malakai begins to fade, he tries one last ditch effort to free himself. He plants his right foot on the mat, wraps his arms around the waist of the Reverend, uses Rev for leverage to pull himself to his feet…and…well…
Samael Ahriman: Rev gonna die.
Malakai shoots Rev up and back, a sort of convoluted spinning back suplex right into the turnbuckle, Rev obviously releasing the hold so he could tend to his poor back. He slumps into the bottom of the corner.
Samael Ahriman: Rev dead.
Malakai reverses himself into the opposite corner and makes a b line for Rev, ready for a Face Wipe, but Rev is able to pull himself out of the ring. Malakai fails, slips and falls. Rev grabs one of Shawns legs, drags it off of the apron and starts slamming it repeatedly into the edge of the apron, Malakai flailing in pain. Rev rolls back into the ring, pulling Malakai to the center and gets him into a Texas Cloverleaf in the center of the ring.
Samael Ahriman: A move that hurts regardless, with the trauma that has occurred to Malakais leg just prior to this…Rev is taking full advantage of the hurt limb.
Rev is continuously hammering and slapping the leg and knee of Malakai while keeping the hold tight. Malakai is writhing in pain, desperate for any chance at a break, but he is no where near the ropes. So, using every ounce of strength he has left, he pulls. He crawls. He fights. And somehow, miraculously, he makes it to the ropes and grabs ahold firmly. But Rev refuses to break the hold.
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Rev breaks the hold before the ref outs him. When the ref is getting in his face, Rev just kind of nods and shrugs him off, clearly not heading his word. As he steps towards Malakai, the big man delivers a powerful boot to the gut of Shadow with his good leg. As Rev is huddled over in pain, Malakai cocks the knee and delivers another boot right to the crown of Rev, sending him down.
Alecia Matthews: Rev seeing stars.
Samael Ahriman: He got cocky and walked away from Malakai instead of staying on him. You are great, Rev. Malakai is obviously no pushover though.
Both men are on the mat, clearly damaged early on in this match. Malakai is lying on his side, holding his knee, meanwhile Rev has his palms over his eyes, keeping the light out from that blast he took.
Alecia Matthews: how in the hell is this match going to end if they are both dead out of the gate?
Samael Ahriman: The excitement is in the mystery, my fair lady.
The ref begins his double count out.
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Movement by both parties.
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Both men are on their feet, barely, before the count of eight. A quick tie up results in Rev giving Malakai a knee to the sternum and taking the big man up for a MEGA SUPLEX. Rev twists his legs and pulls up, delivering yet another loud suplex. One more twist, and the same end result.
Alecia Matthews: Rev with the triple suplex~! How did he lift Malakai though? Strong guy, but Malakai is heavy.
Samael Ahriman: Not as heavy as you would think. Guy has lost a lot of weight since he got sick…plus, look at his height. What weight he has is much more evenly distributed than, say, someone with the same weight but half of the height, like Randal Benjamin.
Alecia Matthews: How did you know that?
Samael Ahriman: Physics.
Alecia Matthews: Oh?
Samael Ahriman: …or something like that.
Alecia Matthews: I thought so.
Rev goes for the no hook cover.
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Malakai kicks out at two. Rev nods, figuring it would take more to get rid of Malakai. Rev goes towards Malakais legs and lifts the bum leg off of the ground and drops back, DDTing the bum leg. Malakai continues his flailing, clearly in pain. Rev takes the leg of Malakai and brings it back up over his head. But before he can pull down on the hamstring of Malakai, Malakai grabs ahold of Revs ankles and uses his bottom to flip Rev backwards, getting Rev into a possum pin.
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Rev kicks out at two, and the crowd once again splits, half happy Rev kicked out and half peeved.
Samael Ahriman: Really, really hot crowd tonight. I love it.
Both men on their feet, Rev takes a swing and misses himself, Malakai wrapping his tree branch arms around the waist of Rev, throwing him backwards, the German Suplex being so hard that Rev flips in mid air, crashing to the mat face first with a 6 magnitude. Malakai looks around the arena and gets that sh*t eating smirk again.
Samael Ahriman: Well, thanks for coming, Rev. It was nice knowing you.
Malakai begins to stalk one Reverend Shadow, leaning into the corner, preparing to kick the guys head off. Malakai raises his arms in the air over and over, trying to pump up the crowd, get them ready. The ovation is thunderous, both positive and negative for the big man. He beats on his chest a few times and lowers himself into a pouncing stance as Rev gets to his feet slowly.
Rev finally reaches his feet and Malakai takes off like a bolt of lightning, shooting into the opposite ropes, blowing right passed Rev and raising his boot. Rev, the wiley vetran, ducks down and avoids the deadly kick. Rev bounces off of the ropes and leaps, grabbing ahold of Malakais head and dropping him with the most devastating Unholy Rapture we have ever seen. Malakai is down on the mat, pretty much dead. Rev goes for the cover.
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Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Reverend Shadow.
Rev stands above the dead corpse of Shawn Malakai, arm raised by himself in victory for him.
Alecia Matthews: Rev wins yet again. Malakai loses yet again.
Samael Ahriman: Ugh. The devil wins again, Malakai still cannot catch a break. Yikes.
And on that moment we head backstage to a solitary shot of a locker room door with Penny Shannon’s name on it. The camera pans out to reveal Trace Demon, the owner of the WFWF, approaching it. It’s the first time we’ve seen him tonight and it garners an audible boo from the crowd. Trace is about to push open the locker room door when the general manager of the WFWF and Trace’s personal legal assistant Jason Anders sprints up to him. Anders, being slightly overweight, is completely out of breath meaning Trace has to stand around waiting for him to speak.
Jason Anders: Don’t… don’t do this… Trace.
Trace Demon: One, you need to work on your cardio and two, don’t ever tell me what to do again.
Jason Anders: This is too far Trace, you deserve to be champion but this isn’t for a title, this is just wrong.
Trace stares at Anders, deciding how to handle this. In the end he simply straightens up Anders’ collar and calmly and menacingly says one thing.
Trace Demon: Do your job, leave me to do mine. And never tell me what to do again.
Trace turns and pushes open Penny Shannon’s locker room door, entering and letting the door swing shut behind him. Jason Anders stands there for a moment when a horrid scream echoes out from inside. He turns and, making his allegiance clear, walks away as the screams continue and the screen fades to black.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 16:03:18 GMT -5
The arena lights fall as the opening The Offspring's "Come Out & Play" surround the arena. Strobe lights of red and violet cover the ring as smoke begins to surround the entrance way. Scarlett comes walking through the entrance curtain with her arms stretched. She pauses for a moment, bathing herself in haze of red and violet. Just a short moment later, Penny Shannon comes through and stands behind Scarlett. Blinks of white light sprinkle around the arena as Scarlett makes the walk down to the ring. Grabbing the bottom rope, Scarlett slingshots herself into the ring, swooping right between the bottom and middle rope. Scarlett rises to her feet and extends her arms as the lights fade back.
Scarlett raises the World Championship high into the air for the whole world to see. The crowd is already hot even if the match has yet to start. Scarlett hands her title to Penny as Penny leaves the ring. Scarlett walks to a respected corner and starts to stretch waiting for Yukio Blaze to show up.
A last fire will rise behind those eyes. Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie.
Immortal fear, that voice so clear Through broken walls, that scream I hear
Cry Little Sister plays throughout the arena and the crowd is loving it. The music continues to play for a minute or so and there is no sign of Yukio anywhere. Scarlett looks on in bewilderment and Penny is asking the ringside crew what is going on. The referee looks baffled and places his hands on his ear piece. He walks over to Scarlett and is telling her something, he looks over to the bell keeper, tells him to ring the bell. The referee starts the 10 count. The crowd is livid at this point, they are booing and have chants of "We Want A Refund". The ref gets to 10, has the bell rung and raises Scarlett's hand in the air when a familiar voice comes across the pa system.
I Love It When A Plan Comes Together
Then all of a sudden, Yukio Blaze walks onto the stage in his street clothes a microphone in his hand. The crowd is pretty much torn at the moment.
Yukio Blaze: You know, for once I think I know what I'm doing and its pretty damn awesome.
The crowd is mixed at this point
Yukio Blaze: I know what you are all thinking, get into the ring Yukio. Fight Scarlett as advertised. Give us a show we want to see. Give us what we want. You know what, I would gladly give you the match. I really want to wrestle that gal in the ring right now. If she is anything like her dad, its gonna be an awesome match but I'm not gonna give you that opportunity.
The crowd is booing heavily
Yukio Blaze: Now, Now, easy it on down there my little seabiscuits, I'm not gonna give you the match because its not under mine or Scarlett's terms. Trace wants this match. He knows that we will destroy each other. He knows I could kick Scarlett in the head with the Pele, give her a concussion, then weasel his ass at getting the World Championship. NOT GONNA HAPPEN UNDER MY WATCH. Do you understand me Trace? I'm not gonna do your dirty work. I never will. Hell, find someone else to. I here Christian Shields of Posses Child needs a job.
Yukio looks into the camera.
Yukio Blaze: Hi Child, Hi Shields
The crowd is not slowly turning the boos into cheers as Scarlett is still in the ring looking at Penny as they are confused.
Yukio Blaze: You see Scarlett, not to get off track or anything but this is all one sick game. That is something your dad should have told you. In this company, its all one sick game. There is a guy running it and then there is his lackeys. Just like how when Kyzer and Drakz ran the place. Your dad was one of their lackeys. He did their dirty work. Hell, the man beat my ass on a constant basis. He put a cigar out in my eye. He was going to break me, per Kyzer and Drakz wishes but guess what sunshine. I'm still her dammit. I'm still in the WFWF. I'm doing what I do best and right now, I'm stealing the show. I'm going off color. There is no script at the moment. You are not getting Yukio Blaze, you are getting Jeff Spencer.
Now, lets get down to brass tacks. Scarlett, you have someone that I've always wanted, something I've craved for a very long time and its the World Championship. You hold it, your daddy held it, and I wanna hold it. Not today, or even tomorrow, I wanna win it at this years Superbrawl and I wanna win it from you. The only way I can do it is by making sure Trace nor any of those other dicks get it before I do. The "Suits" will lobby for you to win it and if for some reason you are booked to lose it, I'm gonna make sure you will retain it because I'm gonna be the one to beat you. I'm gonna win the Scars and Stripes rumble, then I'm coming for you.
ME vs YOU
MY HANDS AT YOUR THROAT
I'll be in the shadows to make sure you keep it. Keep it nice and warm for me.
Let me see what else is on the agenda. Oh yeah, speaking of Superbrawl, I announce here today that I will no longer be an active WFWF Superstar after the show. I'm done, I'm gonna be gone, I'm finally gonna leave under my rules, my terms. I will retire myself. I'm tired and all I want is some sleep but in order to get sleep, I'm gonna win that world championship and I'm walking right out of the company with it.
There is nothing no one can do. There is no one to stop me.
Do not run. Do not hide.
No need to be scared. No need to be panicked.
I'm the best this company has. I'm gonna be the voice.
I'm the voice of reason. I'm the voice of truth.
I'm the Best in the WFWF. Call me Mr. Best in the WFWF.
Have a good night and a pleasant tomorrow!
Alecia Matthews: Wait, so we’re not going to have a match right now?
Samael Ahriman: That guy is a freaking nut job, not that that’s news to anyone.
And with that Yukio Blaze drops the microphone and walks off, heading backstage as the official doesn’t really know what to do. He walks over to the ropes and speaks with Christa Adina who nods and lifts her microphone.
Christa Adina: And your winner, as a result of a forfeit… Scarlett… Quinn!
The crowd boo, not because Scarlett came out victorious but because they were just cheated out of their main event. Scarlett shakes her head in disgust, looking just as angry as they are. She heads for the ropes, is about to make her exit when she spots a familiar face emerging from the back – Trace Demon, the King of Demons and owner of the WFWF, has arrived. Scarlett quickly goes on edge as she readies herself for whatever Trace might have planned but Demon doesn’t rush to the ring. Instead he picks up the microphone that Yukio Blaze dropped and dusts it off before speaking over the boos that have emerged from the crowd, louder than anything we’ve heard so far tonight.
Trace Demon: I understand why you’re booing, I’m as angry as you are. I thought we were going to get to see Scarlett kick Yukio’s ass but instead all we got to see was Yukio Blaze trying so hard to stay relevant that it made my ears bleed a little bit. But don’t worry, I am here to save the day and make sure you all get to witness a memorable ending to this show. Because I am interested in doing what’s best for all of you!
The crowd boo at the obvious sarcasm in Trace’s voice. Demon smirks as he turns his attention to Scarlett.
Trace Demon: Scarlett, people have been trying to tell you for weeks that you’re in over your head but you don’t seem to be able to grasp that. I respect the fire, I respect the bravery, I even respect the nativity of thinking you can handle yourself against me. But if I haven’t made myself clear already it doesn’t matter if I like or respect you, all that matters is that you have something that belongs to me. The WFWF World Championship belongs to me and until you understand that I have to keep making an example out of you and everybody that you love. Because if I let you get away with this stupid little idea that you can go toe to toe with me then every single idiot in the back is going to think they can do the same. And guess what Scarlett, you can’t, they can’t, nobody can. I’m the best in the world and I deserve to be champion. Now I know what you’re going to say Scarlett and I agree, you’re a great wrestler, one of the best no matter how young you are. But what sets me and you apart, what sets me and everybody else apart isn’t just that I’m better in the ring than them… I am the best at getting inside their head. When I am finished with someone they are broken beyond repair and that is why I am the best because the best does anything it takes to win. And I mean everything.
At this point Trace walks away, stepping through the curtain and into the backstage much to the confusion of the crowd and Scarlett Quinn. It isn’t until moments later that they realize where he’s gone. Trace steps back out onto the ramp only this time he isn’t alone, he’s got an unconscious Penny Shannon slung over his shoulder. As he drops Penny down back first onto the stage we see that she’s bloodied and battered, her face covered in blood, her body in cuts and bruises as a result of an absolutely horrendous beating, far more than anything you’d usually see inside of the ring. She’s completely unconscious, her body lying limp and broken on the stage in a manner that means she’ll likely never be the same again. The moment Scarlett sees this she goes for the ropes but suddenly a massive wall of flame erupts from the ring apron, surrounding the ring and trapping Scarlett Quinn in it. Scarlett steps back quickly, looks around at the ring as she realizes that she’s trapped inside, separated from the broken Penny Shannon.
Alecia Matthews: I can’t believe this, is there anything Trace Demon won’t do?
Samael Ahriman: I don’t think there is Alecia, I think he’s true to his word – he’ll do anything to become the WFWF World Champion once again.
Trace Demon: I warned you Scarlett over and over again that if tried to take this fight to me I would break everybody you cared about. I warned you, I told you straight to your face that this would happen and now you see with your own eyes what it is you have done. Look at her Scarlett, look at this poor girl, look at your friend and realize what it is you have done! I hired her to help you Scarlett, I brought her into this company to work with you, she wanted to wrestle, she wanted to fight, she was excited. That’s all she wanted Scarlett, was to be a part of this company. And now look at her, look at the husk that used to be Penny Shannon. She didn’t deserve this, she didn’t deserve to torn apart like this! You’re a monster Scarlett, you’re a monster for forcing me to do these things. She wanted to be a wrestler and you turned her into a victim all because of your pride, all because you couldn’t accept that you have what I deserve. I had to do this, you left me no choice, you forced me into this Scarlett! This is on you, her blood is on your hands.
Trace drops onto his knees over Penny, taking her head in his hands and cradling it. Her blood covers his hands and chest as he holds her head to it. He almost manages to fake a tear as the crowd watch in absolute shock. Trace has always been crazy but this is the craziest thing they’ve seen tonight. Slowly Trace places Penny’s head back on the stage and slowly climbs to his feet while Scarlett screams abuse from the ring. His hands and chest are covered in Penny’s blood, he stares down at them for a moment before looking at Scarlett with cold eyes.
Trace Demon: This… everything that has happened and everything that will happen… it’s all on you.
He literally throws the microphone off of the stage and then glances at Penny again. In a moment of absolute madness he suddenly lifts his leg up and then brings his boot down straight across the side of Penny’s skull causing many of the fans in the audience to nearly throw up. As Scarlett breaks down in tears in the ring at the sight of her best friend, blood slowly pooling around Penny’s head and streaming down the ramp, Trace Demon backs away, turning his back on them both and exiting through the curtain.
Alecia Matthews: Um… ladies and gentlemen I have to apologise for what we all just witnessed. That was… that was just disgusting.
Samael Ahriman: I think we should cut there, just get this girl some medical attention.
And as the show does indeed show the closing logo in the corner we settle on one split screen shot that perfectly encapsulates the moment. On one side of the screen we see the horrifying sight of Penny Shannon’s bloodied and unconscious face and on the other… on the other is a crying Scarlett Quinn who may well and truly be broken without a single punch thrown.
Fade out.
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Post by Rated R on Oct 17, 2013 16:05:14 GMT -5
And that my friends is that. Not a bad show at all considering we were using the strict deadlines. Big thanks to Shawn, Mike, Ace, Bishop, Jayson (and myself because I likes the credit) and anyone I may have forgotten who contributed to the show.
Next up: It's celebrity fight club time.
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Post by Revvie® on Oct 17, 2013 16:36:31 GMT -5
Great Show everyone, great job to Shawn who wrote our match I believe, loved it. Also I am interested in how this tourney will end, and who will come out a champion in it.
But as Trace said, we get to enjoy some Halloween fun next XD
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2013 17:32:04 GMT -5
Great show guys! Congrats to Ace, good luck in the tournament! I'm pumped for the celebrity card now, again, great showing!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2013 19:37:48 GMT -5
Great show guys! Congrats to Ace, good luck in the tournament! I'm pumped for the celebrity card now, again, great showing! Thanks man. And yeah, this celeb card should be a whole lot of fun EDIT: Also, Trace, I love you. But even I want to kill you now. Amazing show
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Post by bad guy™ on Oct 17, 2013 19:41:10 GMT -5
Another week, another loss.
I wonder why I still bother RPing at this point. **shrugs** Haha.
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Post by Revvie® on Oct 17, 2013 19:45:55 GMT -5
Another week, another loss. I wonder why I still bother RPing at this point. **shrugs** Haha. Because you love roleplaying
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2013 19:48:02 GMT -5
Honestly surprised at some of the winner here, but that goes to show how great the roleplays were this week. Good job guys and this tournament looks to be getting interested. But I'm coming for my first ing championship!
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