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Chuck Matthews
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Posts : 1020
Join date : 2011-03-01
Age : 33
Location : Chicago, Illinois
Wrestler Stats
IWF Record: 12-16-2
Alignment: Heel
 |  Subject: Isolation  Tue May 29, 2012 1:50 pm | |
| Darkness. The sound of babies crying. A woman tries to hush them. The sound of a crash. Silence. Robbie Hart is seen, sitting alone in a spotlight, staring at the floor, his head buried in his hands. The sound of fire burning. A woman screaming. Psychotic laughter. A second spotlight turns on, showing Hostyle Jones in the same position, staring at the floor. Men screaming. A series of crashes, glass breaking. The sounds of a brawl. SBK appears in the third spotlight, staring at the floor. Behind the three men, their respective adversaries step out of the shadows. Cody Taylor behind Robbie, Syco-Angel behind Hostyle, and Crimson Skull behind SBK. From the ceiling, chains begin lowering themselves, circling the men, trapping them as the Isolation Dome eerily takes form. As soon as the chains are in place, the logo flashes across the screen Isolation II Fireworks erupt on stage, and fire off down the ramp, culminating in a massive pyro show on the stage and the ringposts. Several spotlights shine on the roof of the arena, where the Isolation Dome hangs, waiting for the main events. Rick - Hello everyone, and welcome to Isolation!
Matt - The first of the big four events to have their second show! IWF is well into its second year!
Rick - And this one promises to be even better than the last one! Robbie Hart and Cody Taylor will seek to finally settle their score, as will Carmine Vestieri and Crimson Skull-
Matt - Fuck that. I want to see the match between Anna Stone and Kadri Ilves! BOOBS FTW!
Rick - Right…well, tonight, we end the show with a huge IWF Title match. Steel Angel finally takes his shot against James Shark…title on the line!
Matt - First things first, though. We have ourselves a battle royal!The camera circles to the ring, where Loca Rocsi stands, along with newcomer to IWF, Ruby Winters. Around them are the other combatants in the match: Bobby Marshall, Jackky Dane, Victor Justice, Zuwa Manu, Ted Anderson, Ryan Hall, Bennett Blackwood, and Jeff Adams.  Open Battle Royal[Ding! Ding! Ding!]Ruby Winters charges Ryan Hall, and leaps into the air, dropkicking him. Ryan Hall stumbles back, leaning heavily against the ropes. Ruby steps back and delivers a vicious super kick which sends Ryan tumbling over the top rope to the floor. Matt - Good lord that guy sucks.
Rick - Goodbye, Ryan Hall.
Ted Anderson and Jackky Dane high five, and run towards Loca. Loca ducks their double clothesline, then turn around, only to get punched in the crotches by Loca. Zuwa Manu sneaks up behind Loca and grabs her, dragging her away from Dane and Anderson. Loca elbows Zuwa in the face, causing him to let her go. Loca leaps up, wrapping her legs around Zuwa’s head, and throwing him over the top rope with a hurricanrana. Matt - ZIMBABWE MAN IS OUT!
Rick - Zuwa Manu. And why are you yelling?
Loca turns to see Ted Anderson and Jackky Dane trying to dump Bennett Blackwood over the top rope. Bennett hangs on for dear life. Loca runs over, but Ted and Jackky duck the shot, vaulting Loca over the top rope. Loca grabs hold of the top rope, crashing into Blackwood as she falls. Blackwood lets go of the rope, and falls to the floor.
Matt - Three down!Ruby trades blows with Jeff Adams. Jeff tries to get his hands up, avoiding Ruby’s repeated slaps to his face. Ruby smirks, and stops punching, kicking Jeff straight to the balls. Matt - The number of nut shots in this match is TOO DAMN HIGH!
Rick - I only saw three.
Matt - TOO. DAMN. HIGH.Ruby grabs Jeff by the neck and tosses him over the top rope, to the floor. Immediately, Ted and Jackky charge across the ring, clotheslining her over the top rope. Ruby lands on her feet on the apron. Jackky and Ted high-five each other. Ted Anderson
AWESOME!Jackky Dane
Bitch just went on the ROAD 2 HELL!
Rick - Why do these guys keep coming back?
Matt - They’re ruining my high.Ruby reaches over the rope and grabs Jackky by the shoulder. Ted immediately turns, and the two elbow Ruby to the face. Ruby manages to keep her footing, and grabs Ted and Jackky by the heads before smacking them together. The two men stumble back, then look at each other. They charge, looking for another double clothesline. Ruby drops, pulling the top rope down as Ted and Jackky tumble over the top rope to the floor. Ruby quickly scrambles back into the ring. Matt - So many eliminations!
Rick - The only women in this match, Loca Rocsi and Ruby Winters…and they’re cleaning house!
Matt - The IWF girls get more and more dominant by the day…IT’S AN UPRISING!
Loca stands in one corner, staring around the ring at Victor Justice, Bobby Marshall, and Ruby Winters. Loca goes after Victor while Ruby begins brawling with Bobby. Bobby lifts her and throws her clear across the ring. Victor throws a punch at Loca, only for her to block it, and send a vicious elbow straight to Victor’s jaw. Rick - Bobby Marshall, one of the pound-for-pound strongest men in wrestling.
Matt - And Victor Justice, who….I actually don’t know a thing about this guy.Loca drives her knee into Victor’s skull. Victor stumbles back, and rebounds off the ropes. Loca hooks his arm, taking him down with an arm drag. Ruby gets to her feet, only for Bobby to lift her up again, carrying her to the ropes. He tries to dump her over the top, but Ruby manages to grab hold of Bobby’s head, preventing him from dropping her. Loca lifts Victor to his feet, and throws him to the corner. She charges after him, and does a handspring, flipping backwards and driving her elbow into Victor’s face. Victor stumbles out of the corner, and Loca leaps up, connecting an enzuigiri that knocks Victor out of the ring. Rick - Final three!Bobby continues to try and drop Ruby off the top rope. Loca walks up behind him and lifts his leg, trying to eliminate Bobby. Bobby falls, tumbling over the top. He and Ruby both manage to land on the apron. Matt - Ruby and Bobby are in a dangerous place.Bobby tries to shove Ruby off the apron, but Ruby holds tight to the top rope. Bobby struggles to wrench her arms off. Ruby drives her elbow into Bobby’s face, and Bobby nearly loses his balance. He barely manages to grab the top rope, using it to hold himself from falling. Ruby bites Bobby’s hand, causing him to let go, and he falls to the floor. Rick - Innovative…and effective!
Matt - Very effective.Loca charges, and tries to dropkick Ruby, Ruby manages to get out of the way just in time, and Loca flies between the ropes, falling to the mat. Rick - Ruby won!
Matt - Her first match, and Ruby won the battle royal here at Isolation!Ruby raises her hands, smirking. The referee frantically shakes his head, pointing at Loca. Matt - Why won’t he end the match?Loca walks up behind Ruby and grabs her by the ankles. She pulls Ruby off the apron, causing Ruby to smash her face on it as she falls to the floor. [Ding! Ding! Ding!]Heather Thompson - Here is your winner…LOCA ROCSI!!!A replay shows the final part of the match. Rick - Loca dove between the second and third rope. The rules state she has to go over the top rope. Technically, Loca had never been eliminated…
Matt - And she stole the win.
Rick - It was a good showing by both women…but Loca managed to outsmart Ruby and pick up the victory.Loca is seen celebrating outside the ring, laughing at the fallen Ruby as the show cuts backstage. Syco-Angel is seen backstage, next to a girl tied to a chair. A black bag is over her head. Syco smiles. Syco-Angel
Don’t worry…I’m sure Hostyle will try to come for you soon…A muffled cry comes from the bag.
Syco-Angel
Hush now…no crying…what will big brother think if he hears you crying?More sobs are heard. Syco-Angel
That’s right! Here…nobody can hear you cry…
There’s the sound of glass breaking, and a figure rappelles through a broken window, down next to Syco. He wears a mask with the KJ initials on them. Kid Justice
What’s this? A kidnapping? Step back, villain! This damsel needs a hero!Syco stares at Kid, and says nothing. Kid Justice
Step aside, villain, or I shall show you the true meaning of JUSTICE!He raises his fists, staring at Syco. Syco shakes his head. He stands at full height, staring down at the young newcomer. Kid Justice
You have made your point, villain…we shall save this encounter for another day….and then, JUSTICE WILL BE SERVED!
Kid flaps his cape around his shoulders, and runs off. Syco stares him off for a moment, then shakes his head and sits down, looking back at his captive.
Syco-Angel
Just a matter of time…The show cuts back to ringside, where Rick and Matt sit at the announcer’s table. Rick - What the fuck just happened?
Matt - It’s Syco. It isn’t supposed to make sense.
Rick - Apparently…in any case…up next, we have….Great…
Matt - A RYAN APOLLOS MATCH!
Rick - Fucking hell…
Knock Knock BitchesThe lights shut off as Sssnakepit by Enter Shikari plays Come and join the party leave anxieties behind
When the weight of all the world is pushing down.
Nah nah nah cut this tension mate it's too much.
Ah come on just open the door!
Ryan Apollos walks out on the stage and stops at the top of the ramp smiling. He then starts walking down to the ring. Knocked off my feet by the backdraft
Brought back to earth
Oxygen clears my head
And i just gotta say
Oh you're not gonna believe this
You can't perceive this
This is like nothing you've seen before
But lucky for you
Yeh lucky for you
This is an open doorApollos walks around the ring before climbing onto the ring apron. Come and join the party leave anxieties behind
When the weight of all the world is pushing down.
Down on your shoulders
Come and join the party leave anxieties behind
When the weight of all the world is pushing down
Just push right back.Apollos enters the ring and circles it before standing on the ring ropes facing the hard camera as the music fades. Heather Thompson - The following is a one-fall, no disqualifications match! Introducing first…From Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing 250 pounds…RYAN APOLLOS!!Rick - Can we just fire this guy?
Matt - Don’t hate on Apollos! He’s been getting better every week!La nuit du chasseurBeats of music can be heard while lights flashes in green and purple. Pyro blasts on the stage as music still plays. When the music grows quiet as Sean Libby comes to the front of the stage I was born of the womb of a poisonous man
Beaten and broken and chased from the land
But I rise up above it, High up above it see?
Sean walks down the ramp pulling his hair back and looking at the crowd I was hung from a tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches, the bones of the liars and thieves
Rise up above it, High up above it see?Sean makes his way to ringside and nods at the crowd and points his fingers to his sides as he does the ramp way bursts in flames Pray to your god, open your heart
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark!
Cover your eyes the devil's inside!Sean jumps on the ringside ropes and jumps over the ropes One night of a hunter!
One day I will get revengeSean jumps on the turnbuckle and screams outloud raising his arms up sinking in the cheers of the crowd One night to remember
One day it'll all just end!
Sean jumps off the turnbuckle taking off his jacket looking at his opponent Heather Thompson - And the opponent…from Framingham, Massachusetts, weighing tonight at 197 pounds…SEAN LIBBY!!!
Matt - The doctors have not cleared Libby to wrestle, in fact the doctor said he coiuld kill himself, but... HE'S HERE, tonight at Isolation!
Rick - Let's see if Libby can get the job done.No Disqualifications
Ryan Apollos [vs] Sean Libby
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
The bell rings and the match is underway. Straight off the bat Sean Libby runs at Ryan Apollos, and is caught by a huge clothesline. Ryan Apollos walks over and lifts Sean Libby from the ring mat. Sean Libby elbows Ryan Apollos in the ribs, and then Irish whips him into the ropes. Ryan Apollos springs off the ropes and is hit with a drop kick.Sean Libby begins to lift Ryan Apollos to his feet. Ryan Apollos rakes Sean Libby's eyes. Ryan Apollos kicks Sean Libby in the midsection, and then drops him to the mat with a scoop slam. Ryan Apollos begins to stomp on Sean Libby's stomach. Ryan Apollos backs up, and the begins to taunt Sean Libby as he gets up. As Sean Libby gets to hit feet Ryan Apollos runs at Sean Libby and attempts to deliver a boot to Libby's chin. Sean Libby ducks the big boot, and counters with a neckbreaker. Rick - What a counter by Sean Libby!
Matt - Both men are down...
Sean Libby rolls out of the ring and begins to look under the ring. Sean Libby pulls out a trash can from under the ring and tosses it into the ring. Sean Libby goes to roll back into the ring, but has given Apollo's ample time to recover and hit him with a baseball slide sending him falling to the ringside area. Ryan Apollos rolls out of the ring and picks Sean Libby up by his head. Ryan Apollos chops Libby across the chest and then DDTs him onto the concrete floor. Ryan Apollos begins to look under the ring, and he pulls out a ceramic flower pot. Sean Libby struggles to his feet, but is sent crashing back down to the floor after Apollos breaks the flower pot over Libby's head. Matt - That could be it for Libby!
Rick - The Doctor warned him Matt. IWF corporate office warned him too!Ryan Apollos lifts Sean Libby up once more and Irish Whips him into the barricade. Apollos charges at Sean Libby and attempts a cross body block. Sean Libby rolls out of the way causing Ryan Apollos to land on the barricade chest first. Libby picks up a steel chair resting by the IWF announce team. Ryan Apollos regains his composure, and is blasted across the face with a steel chair. Sean Libby makes a cover... -1-
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Ryan kicks out. Sean Libby rolls off of Ryan Apollos and then rolls back into the ring. Sean Libby grabs the trash can. Ryan Apollos climbs to the ring apron. Sean Libby charges at Apollos with the trash can, but Ryan Apollos punches the trash can back into Sean Libby's face. Ryan Apollos enters the ring. Ryan Apollos puts Sean Libby between his legs and lifts him in a powerbomb position. He spins Sean Libby sending him hard down on the trash can flattening it on impact... Rick - That's got to be it for Libby!
Matt - I don't think Apollos is done...
Ryan Apollos begins to climb the ring ropes. Ryan Apollos waits for Libby to stumble to his feet. Ryan Apollos comes down with a big boot to Sean Libby's face. Ryan Apollos rolls out of the ring and then looks under the apron for another weapon. Ryan Apollos throws a crutch in the ring, and then a steel chair. Ryan Apollos rolls into the ring and picks up the steel chair. He swings it at a downed Sean Libby, but Libby kicks his foot up at the last possible second sending the chair back into Apollos face. Sean Libby rolls out of the ring once more... Matt - It appears Apollo's is busted open!
Rick - Well that kick sent the chair directly into Ryan Apollos face!
Sean Libby pulls a table from under the ring, and then he slides into the ring. Ryan Apollos struggles to his feet as Sean Libby climbs the ring apron. Sean Libby springboards off the top rope connecting with a springboard bulldog. Sean Libby sets the table against the ring post. Ryan Apollos grabs the crutch as he gets to his feet. Sean Libby walks over to Ryan Apollos, and is caught in the midsection by a swing from the crutch. Ryan Apollos drops the crutch, and then Lifts Sean Libby up in sidewalk slam position. He then runs forward with Sean Libby, sending them both crashing through the table leaned against the turnbuckle. Both man lay in pain. Ryan Apollos puts his arm over Sean Libby... -1-
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Sean kicks out. Ryan Apollos can't believe this. He rolls out of the ring, and looks frantically under the ring apron for any type of weapon. He bulls a long rusted up chain out, and then he begins to smirk. Ryan Apollos rolls into the ring as Sean Libby makes his way to his feet. Ryan Apollos wraps the chain around his fist, and blindsides Libby with a suckerpunch causing him to fall. Ryan Apollos lets the rusted chain dangle, and then begins to wrap it around Sean Libby's neck... Matt- He's going to try and choke Sean Libby out!
Rick- I don't even think he needs to after blindsiding him with that sucker punch…what the fuck is Apollos doing?Ryan Apollos tightens the rusty chain around Sean Libby's neck. Sean Libby begins to reach for the ropes. Sean Libby begins to crawl to the ring apron. Sean Libby tugs at the rusty chain. Sean Libby begins to fade out as Ryan Apollos tugs harder on the chain. Sean Libby makes it to the corner, and rolls out of the ring causing himself to loosen the tension of the chain. Ryan Apollos rolls out of the ring, and then drops the rusty chain. Ryan Apollos grabs the steel chair from the outside ring area and rams it into Libby's chest. He sets Sean Libby up for a piledriver, but Sean Libby causes him to break the hold by biting his thigh... Rick - Wow , I don't think I've ever seen anyone escape like that…
Matt - Desperation by Sean Libby...Sean Libby kicks Ryan Apollos in the ribs. Sean Libby executes a Russian leg sweep to Ryan Apollos. Both men are winded and struggle to rise to their feet. Sean Libby is the first one up, followed by Ryan Apollos. Sean Libby runs forward and connects with a super kick to Apollos chin. Sean Libby attempts to make a cover... -1- -2- Apollos kicks out. Sean Libby climbs to his feet and attempts to lift Ryan Apollos. Ryan Apollos counters and send Libby flying over his back with an exploder suplex. Ryan Apollos struggles to his feet. Ryan Apollos grabs the rusty chain and slides it back into the ring. Ryan Apollos lifts Libby by his arm and rolls him back into the ring following after him. Ryan Apollos lets Libby regain his footing, only to knock him back down with a spear. Ryan Apollos lifts Sean Libby to his feet. He then lifts Sean Libby up in fallaway slam position. He attempts to swing Libby, but Sean Libby counters and slides behind him. Sean Libby attempts to land another superkick, ducks it and lifts him back up in fallaway slam position. Ryan Apollos swings Sean Libby, and impales him to onto the rusty chain with The Silencer... Matt- WOW! This could be the last match Libby ever has…
Rick- No kidding…Ryan Apollos hooks the leg. -1-
-2-Sean kicks out. The crowd begins to go crazy as Ryan Apollos jumps to his feet. Ryan Apollos grabs the rusty chain and wraps it around Sean Libby's neck once more. Ryan Apollos begins to choke Sean Libby with the rusty chain. Sean Libby eagerly tugs at the rusty chain digging into his neck. Sean Libby reaches out to try and grab the flattened garbage can to the side of him. Ryan Apollos drags Libby out of arms reach of the trash can. Libby begins to fade. Libby's arms drop as Ryan Apollos tugs more on the chain. The ref runs over to check Sean Libby's hand. The ref lifts his hand the first time... “ONE!”The ref lifts Libby's hand a second time, and drops it. “TWO!”The ref lifts for a final time... It drops a third time as Sean Libby is out cold. The ref signals for the bell... [Ding! Ding! Ding!]Heather Thompson - Here is your winner…RYAN APOLLOS!
Rick - Apollos managed to knock Sean out cold…
Matt - Very impressive win for him here tonight.EMT’s rush to the ring to tend to Sean as Apollos heads back up the ramp, raising his fists to the crowd. The show cuts to commercial. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The show returns to Jason Hawk walking down the hallway, the Full Throttle Title slung over his shoulder. David Lester
Hawk! Jason Hawk, a moment please?Jason Hawk
Sure.David Lester
Tonight, you fight against Chuck Matthews in a Hawk’s Nest, defending the belt that you tried to retire last year.Jason Hawk
Yeah.David Lester
How are you feeling about your match later tonight?
Jason Hawk
Not worried at all. I’m fighting Chuck Matthews. In a Hawk’s Nest. I have never lost to Chuck, and I won’t lose tonight.David Lester
A Hawk’s Nest. A match Chuck Matthews has never competed in, and a match that you totally suck at. Have you ever won a Hawk’s Nest before?
Jason Hawk
Yes, I have.David Lester
I must’ve accidentally taped over it with the one where you lost to Chris Matthews. My bad. Anyway…you mentioned never losing to Chuck, but he’s made the claim that you’ve never had a clean victory over him.Jason Hawk
A win is a win.David Lester
So if you sneak your way into another victory tonight, what can we expect from you? Will you continue to compete here in IWF, or will you try to steal the Full Throttle title and bring it into retirement again so you can feel relevant in a company that’s surpassed you?
Jason Hawk
I don’t appreciate where this interview is going…
David Lester
I was just wondering how it feels to hold a championship that you won, then sat on for months while you bummed around in retirement. Did it make you feel important?
Jason Hawk
I’M THE BEST HIGH FLYER IN THE WORLD!David Lester
Speaking of Ruben Ricardo Leon-Jason grabs Lester by the shirt, pinning him to the wall. David Lester
And that’s all the time I got. Back to you guys.The show cuts back to ringside. Rick - It amazes me Lester hasn’t been hospitalized.
Matt - No kidding. He’s funny…but that mouth of his is going to get him in trouble.
Rick - Clearly…anyway…up next we have a new kind of match.Matt - A Taipei Deathmatch!
Rick - Rules are simple…it’s a standard match. But…well, let’s just watch.The house speakers come to life with sounds of cellos playing softly, followed shortly by the voice of a man singing slowly as the words “The Xquizite One” flickers on the screen and the lights in the venue shut off.- I try to make it through my life,
In my way,
There’s you.
I try to make it through these lies,
That’s all I do.
Just don’t deny it,
Just don’t deny it,
And deal with it.
Yeah, deal with it.
You try to break me,
You wanna break me,
Bit by bit.That’s just part of it.The lights come back on and “The Xquizite One” Justin Underwood is squatting down on the stage as the song starts to pick up. As the singer starts to sing a bit faster Justin stands up letting out a monstrous roar as the drums kick in and the song picks up to full speed. If you were dead or still alive,
I don’t care.
I don’t care,
And all the things you’ve left behind,
I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I try to make you see my side,
I always try to stay in line,
But your eyes see right through.
That’s all they do.
I’m getting tired of this shit,
I got no room, when it’s like this.
But you wanted me, just deal with it.“The Xquizite One” then proceeds to make his way to the ring and slowly looks around at the six sided ring and the audience in attendance with a look of disgust on his face. Pulling himself up onto the ring apron, Justin takes one more look around, before grabbing ahold of the rope and front flipping over it into the ring. Walking to his corner he does a few last quick stretches as he waits for the match to start. Heather Thompson - The following is a Taipei Deathmatch! Introducing first…from Orlando, Florida, weighing tonight at 225 pounds…JUSTIN UNDERWOOD!Rick - Justin Underwood looking to continue gathering momentum in IWF.
Matt - He won himself a title match at Bloody Sunday, but he’s yet to receive the opportunity…I’m sure a win tonight will get management to hurry up and give the man his match.Almighty Latin Kings-King Like Me begins playing through out the arena as the Arena goes dark, Strobe lights in the color of the Mexican flag began flicker around the arena as the Mexican Icon Vazer makes his way out from behind the Curtain Wearing his typical Bandanna across his face with the Mexican Flag draped over his head. Vazer slowly begins making his way down the ramp as the crowd give a mixed reaction to him, but he doesn't really give a fuck either way, he stops at the bottom of the ramp to take off the flag and the Bandanna before running and flipping through the Second rope landing on his feet in the middle of the ring. Heather Thompson - And the opponent…from El Barrio, Mexico, weighing 205 pounds…VAZER VIALPANDO!!!Rick - This guy has been doing well, despite his loss at the WEW vs. IWF show a few weeks back.
Matt - We’ll see how he fares.The two men approach the table, their fists already heavily wrapped in tape. They dunk their hands in the cans of glue, and Vazer begins rolling his hands in the bits of broken glass scattered across the table, while Justin carefully places a few larger bits on his knuckles. Rick - The rules of a Taipei Deathmatch. Tape your fists, then stick shards of glass to them.
Matt - This is going to be a bloodbath.The two men look at each other, eyeing the jagged glass on each other’s hands. The referee calls for the bell. Taipei Deathmatch
Justin Underwood [vs] Vazer Vialpando
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]Vazer and Justin circle each other in the ring. Vazer throws a punch, which connects with Justin’s face. Justin cries out, hiding his face as blood begins to seep. Rick - This is going to be a sick match.
Matt - The first shot drew blood. Of course it will be!Vazer swings his fists again, this time in an axe-handle across Justin’s back. Huge scratches begin forming across Justin’s back as the glass tears through his skin. Vazer grabs Justin and lifts him in a German suplex. He plants Justin into the mat, and quickly rolls him over, locking in a crossface. The glass digs into Justin’s face, forcing more blood. Justin struggles to break free. Justin manages to get to the ropes, and uses them to try to stand. The glass digs deeper into his face, but Vazer finally releases the hold, allowing Justin back to his feet. Matt - Justin’s bleeding horribly.
Rick - This is a fucked up match.Justin approaches Vazer, who delivers a punch straight to his gut. Justin steps back, grimacing in pain. Vazer gets to his feet and follows up with another punch straight to Justin’s face. Matt - Utilizing that glass to full effectiveness.
Vazer looks outside the ring, where the table sits, still covered in glue and glass. He grabs Justin, throwing him to the outside. Justin manages to grab the top rope, preventing himself from crashing through the table. Vazer approaches, and Justin manages to drive his elbow into Vazer’s gut. Vazer shakes it off, stepping outside the ropes, onto the apron. Justin thows a wild punch, but Vazer manages to catch it, and hooks Justin’s arm. Justin throws a punch with the other arm, only for Vazer to catch it as well, hooking it. Vazer lifts Justin in a back-to-back underhook position. He leaps off the apron, driving Justin headfirst through the table. Matt - GRINGO KILLA!
Rick - Straight through that table!The referee slides out of the ring as Vazer throws his arm across Justin’s chest. -1-
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[Ding! Ding! Ding!]Heather Thompson - Here is your winner…VAZER VIALPONDO!!!Vazer gets to his feet, covered in glue and glass. He raises his fist, blood oozing from several wounds where he crashed through the glass. Rick - A bloody, sadistic match…and Vazer won, plain and simple.
Matt - He straight up dominated! Great match!
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Posts : 1020
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Age : 33
Location : Chicago, Illinois
Wrestler Stats
IWF Record: 12-16-2
Alignment: Heel
| | Subject: Re: Isolation Tue May 29, 2012 2:16 pm | |
| Justin Underwood and Vaze clear the ring and a nice, soft red carpet has been laid down, upon which now sit a polished oak desk and four leather chairs. One leather chair rests behind the desk; three sit in front of it. Two microphones sit on the desk. Rick—Well folks, we’re going to take some time between matches here and handle a little bit of business.Matt—You sound disappointed.Rick—This guy…look, I fired this guy. He doesn’t have the heart to be one of the best. He’ll always chase the money. I know Corey Casey and I don’t see eye-to-eye on much, but I agree with Corey, IWF isn’t a place for a mercenary.Matt—Well, here comes the 2/3rds owner of IWF right now, and he's prepared to offer that mercenary a deal.“Kill me with a beat”The sound of “Do You Call My Name?” by Ra blasts out of the house PA system as Corey Casey slowly walks out from backstage dressed in one of his many expensive designer suits. He has a black folder in his hand as he walks down to the ring. He climbs the steps and steps through the ropes. Corey wastes little time in taking up the microphone and setting the folder down on his side of the desk. Corey Casey
Cut the music! There. I’m not going to waste any time, I want to get right down to this. Honestly, I think this kind of thing should be done in private, with a handshake and a glass of whiskey. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And if this son of a bitch runs off, I want IWF fans to know that I made every possible effort to preserve the integrity if IWF, its fans and its world title. I know you’re in the building, Stygian. I had security confirm the second you showed up. So Stygian, get your ass out here!Rick—Corey Casey is livid.Matt—He’s pacing around the ring like a caged lion. Rick—I’ve seen Corey Casey mad, I’ve seen him insane, I’ve seen him at his worst…I don’t think I’ve ever seen him as ready to take another man’s life as he will be if Stygian takes the IWF title to another company.The lights die down until only a faint, pale white light shines on the stage, which is rolling with smoke as Dragonforce’s “Cry Thunder” blasts over the arena. Slowly a black, high-backed leather chair rises through the stage, within which Stygian sits. Lilith and Lilah are on either side of him. All three of them are dressed rather casually, with Stygian wearing his trademark black leather duster with the “Tron” line details. He stands and leads the girls to ringside. Corey Casey greets him with a death glare, Stygian responds with an arrogant, smug smirk. The girls climb the ring steps and space out. Stygian grabs the top rope an steps up onto the apron. The girls sit on the middle rope and lift the top one. Stygian steps between the ropes and the girls follow him into the ring. The three of them find their seats as the music cuts. Rick—You can’t help but notice he didn’t bring his stolen belt with him tonight.Matt—Smart move, Corey would probably tear Stygian’s throat out with his teeth just to get it back.StygianCorey, good to see youStygian reaches his hand across the table, Corey gives him the finger and gets a huge ovation. StygianIs that your dick size, or your IQ, cause with you, I have a hard time telling.Corey Casey
Don’t fuck with me. I’ve watched one of my best friends lose his unborn children and turn into a rabid dog, I’ve had to fight a man who used to be my best friend over the direction of this company and I’ve had a seven foot tall hyena and his two dollar whores laughing across the Pacific Ocean at me and taunting me with the world title of the company I helped dream up and build up from the ground up. So I’ll say it again. DO! NOT! FUCK! WITH! ME!Lilith grabs Stygian’s wrist and talks into the mic. LilithTwo dollars, Corey? Please. It costs a lot more than that to look this cheap.Corey Casey
You know the one thing I do admire about you Stygian? You have a code. Not much of one, but you do have one. I know you’ve never used the threat of pain against a rival’s loved ones to try and gain leverage. You’re a complex man, Stygian. You’re a proud champion, a mercenary and you are very noble, all at the same time. I’m not that noble. I will hurt a man’s family just to mess with him. And if you don’t get a muzzle on that little bitch, I'll crush her windpipe with this table.The crowd pops again. Stygian looks around at them, before drawing the microphone up to speak again. StygianMan just threatened to crush my wife’s wind pipe, and you cheer him?Yes, they do. They just did again, in fact. StygianAnd you wonder why I have no loyalty and feel no guilt over defiling this company’s world championship?Corey Casey
I don’t know, and I don’t care. To be honest with you, I have a double cage horror match in a week, Robbie’s still not in a great place mentally and Brandon is still fighting me for control of the company. I’m a busy man being pulled in a lot of directions. I’m at the end of my rope, big man. I called you out here to make you an offer in front of IWF, for the whole world to see. You remember your old contract?Stygian I do.Corey Casey
Would you say it was fair?StygianI would.Corey Casey
What I have in front of me is a lot like your old contract. To save time, to make it so that the decision is made tonight, I already faxed it to your agent and your lawyer. Did they review it?StygianThat they did.Corey Casey
And what did they tell you?StygianThey said it was most generous.Corey Casey slides the folder across the desk to Stygian. He then pulls a gold pen out of the inside pocket of his jacket and hands it to him. Corey Casey
Before you sign, there’s one thing you need to know. That contract has one catch.StygianOh, only one?Corey Casey
Only…one.StygianAnd what is that, Corey?Corey Casey
If you sign that contract then you agree to meet me in one month, at Ragnarok. One-on-one. No tricks, no bullshit, just you and me in a match to be determined between now and then. You don’t have to beat me to get your job back, you just have to show up!The crowd cheers. Rick—This is a trap. You know Corey is going to lure him into Double Cage Horror.Stygian laughs and shakes his head. StygianDo you really think I’m that stupid? Do you really think IWF is the only place I can get this kind of money? Do you really think I’m going to just walk in to that? You’ve been pissed off at me for, what, a month now? You’ve been just dreaming up twisted shit to do to me—various, creative, depraved ways to mutilate me. I mean 16th century German needlework kinds of things. What incentive do I have to put myself in harm’s way like that? The self-professed “most violent man in wrestling” wants to tear me apart? Why should I take this deal, coupled with that, when I can get comparable money and not have to step into a double cage with you…like I don’t know what match you’d pick.Corey Casey
I don’t know what I’ll pick, but I’m going to tell you, you want to take this deal. Because if you don’t? I will legally sign my shares in this company over to Jessica, I will divest myself of any conflict of interest, I will resign from the board of directors, I will quit this company and I will follow you, Stygian. I will follow you; I will sign with whatever company you sign with. I will work my way up that roster until there’s nobody left but you. Then I will get you in the ring, and I will paint that motherfucker arterial red. I’ll break every fucking bone in your body, I’ll drain every last drop of blood. If you leave, if you take the world title from my company and wipe your ass with it…if you give it to someone else to hang on their mantle, I will hunt you and haunt you until the day you die. You won’t be able to go to Japan to hide from me. You won’t be able to go back to Denver to hide from me. I don’t care if you move into Fort Fucking Knox, you won’t be able to stay away from me. I suffered too much under Nick Ridicule. I have given too much of myself to this company. I haven’t seen my family in over a year. I have a beautiful fiancée; if I'm lucky I get to talk to her on the phone during the 20 minutes of the week I'm not working my ass off for IWF. I have two wonderful children who wouldn’t recognize me if I walked through my own front door. Nobody has sacrificed what I have sacrificed for this company. Nobody will ever give what I have given to IWF. This is my dream. This is my life. I’ve paid for it with my blood, my sweat, my tears and even my fucking sanity! I will never get any of it back. And I will be damned to hell if I’m going to let anyone take a piece of this company and drag it through the dirt. You sign that fucking contract, because there is nobody in this business who would hire you who wouldn’t hire me just to see what I would do to you.StygianI’m pretty sure Chance Rugani wouldn’t give you a job.Rick—That son of a bitch…Corey Casey
You wouldn’t dare.StygianI would.Corey Casey
He wouldn’t hire both of them.Corey points between Lilith and Lilah. Stygian holds up his phone for Corey to see. StygianThat was before I was bringing him the IWF World Title. You see, I have a voicemail from his office. Now, I haven’t listened to it yet, but I am willing to bet that it says something like “if you bring me that belt so I can shit on Corey Casey, I’ll hire as many bimbos as you want.” So I get Lilith, I get Lilah, I go to one man I know for sure won’t hire you—the one man who won’t let you keep your threat, and I don’t have to risk severe bodily injury by getting into a double cage with you. I’m sorry Corey, that sounds like a lot better prospect to me. Have a great pay per view, have fun with that whole double cage wackiness and undead Dan. I’m gonna go work for Chance Rugani.Stygian slides the folder across the table and pushes his chair away from the table. Before he can stand up, Corey stands and shoves the folder back across the table so hard it flies off the table and bounces off his chest to land in his lap. Stygian glares up angrily at Corey. Corey Casey
I can give you one more reason. In fact, I can give you five million reasons.Stygian takes a deep breath and grabs his mic again. StygianFive million? I’m listening.Corey case shakes his head and smooths down his suit. Corey Casey
Five million. That was the price Rick Christian put on my head, wasn’t it?StygianYes it was.Corey Casey
Fine. Business is good; business is great, in fact. I can afford that. I’ll tell you what you mercenary son of a bitch: you beat me; I'll give you the five million Rick Christian was gonna give you. I'll put up the money, if you bring back the IWF title. You beat me; you get paid since that's all you care about. I beat you, I get the title back and you quit calling yourself the real champion. You add five million to that contract in your lap, that’s a pretty good chunk of change. That contract in your lap is already going to make you a rich man; now I’m adding five million to it. All you have to do is put up that title you stole, and beat me. Winner takes all. You and me, one-on-one. We’ll come up with some way to pick the match. Now are you interested?Matt—Fans, this is how much Corey Casey loves IWF. He’s willing to risk five million of his own money to get the IWF World Title back into the company.Rick—He can afford it.Matt—It’s still not pocket change. Corey isn’t Bill Gates, dude.StygianLet me make sure I have this straight. I show up, I fight you, I get my job back?Corey Casey
Yep.StygianAnd if I beat you, you throw in the five million Rick Christian was going to give me to take you out?Corey Casey
Yes. All you have to do is beat me, and I know you think you can.StygianI know I can!Corey Casey
Then I guess you’re out of excuses. Sign the fucking contract.Stygian studies Corey pensively. Then he flips over the folder, thumbs through the pages and signs the contract. He closes the folder and slips it back over to Corey. Corey slides the folder to one side and leans across the desk. Corey Casey
It’s official. Let me be the first to welcome you back to IWF.Corey Casey lunges across the desk and plows Stygian over backwards, chair and all. The fans erupt as Corey pelts the big man with repeated rights and lefts. Lilith and Lilah bail out of the ring. Stygian rolls over and fires back with his own punches. Corey rolls the pair of them out of the ring and lands back on top, pummeling Stygian’s face with heavy right hands. By the time referees run down to the ring and pull Corey Casey off of Stygian, the big man’s face is covered in blood, pouring from a cut over his eyebrow, and Corey teeth are stained red and he has a trickle of his own blood from his lip. Lilith and Lilah help Stygian up. He charges into the fray, and IWF security comes down, finally separating the two future opponents and escorting them to the back separately. As we go to a commercial break --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Coming back from the commercial, a shot of the Chamber connected to the cement truck is seen. Rick – There is that deadly chamber, which could only mean its time for the Live or Die match between Hostyle Jones and Syco-AngelMatt – The last time we witness a Live of Die match, we watched as Robbie Hart sat back and watch his father Frank Hart die! Rick – I’m sure the last thing Hostyle wants is to watch his kid sister be buried in cementMatt – So your saying Hostyle is gonna just let Syco whip him like a colonial slave? Rick – I’m just excited to see what is gonna happenThe Lights dim, music plays over the Pa system Disruptr by Devin Townsend, begins to blast. The Lights go out, as the music begins to play I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of fading
I'm sick of being oppressed
through all the failing
I'm syncopated
at least it's off my chest
Disruptr
you're kind of fading
don't be a baby
I'm sick of being obsessed
through all the mating
master debating
God knows i'd settle for less
but
I come from the
centre of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
Disruptr
somebody get me alone
I need to feel at home
I need a brain massage
somebody get me a doctor
I feel a bit ill
but i ain't feeling this at all
no
I am from the
centre of the universe
and i've no time for these
symptoms of your universe
I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
so here's what it means to be
be a man about it
you don't forget the family
be a man
so what if it kills you all?
oh, be a man about it
be a God damned man...boy
oh be a man about it
let's go down to the beach
we'll sit in the womb
I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time
for these
symptoms of your universe
I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
centers of your universe
I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
straying away
from the dark sides of hell
the world
the world is the same
darkness Out from the back steps Syco- Angel, dragging the Leather Strap behind him. Heather Thompson – The next match is the Live or Die Strap Match! Introducing first weighing in at 800 pounds and is healing from Seattle Washington … He is the hall of famer SYCO-ANGEL!A Wicked Laugh Is Heard Over The P.A System As The Lights Dim Throughout The IWF Isolation Arena...
"I CAN'T STOP NOW... THIS MIGHT BE THE ONLY CHANCE I GETTO BE FAMOUSHostyle Jones steps out onto the entrance ramp with anger burning in his eyes and the contorted lips of a sadistic smirk across his fans. The IWF fans go crazy as he looks around the arena... You dream of trading places,
I have been changing faces
You can not fill these shoes,
There is too much too lose.
Wake up behind these trenches,
You run around defenseless.
There is too much too lose,
You can not fill these shoes
I just want to be Famous,
But, be careful what you wish forHostyle Jones begins to walk down the entrance ramp. He stops midway down the ramp, as the faint green smoke begins to rise from the entrance ramp below him. He looks around the stands and then thrusts his arms out in a crucifix pose... I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker
I'm Erkel with a Mossberg
I'm pissed off get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter
Squirted a frankfurter
For a gangster you shoulda shit your pants
When you saw the chainsaw get to waving
Like a terrible towelHostyle Jones continues to walk down the ramp, and then he reaches the ringside area. A look of rage comes across his glow in the dark green and white facepaint. Hostyle Jones then slides into the ring and hops to his feet. He walks around the ring in an eerie manner, waiting for his oppurtunity to go toe to toe with his sisters kidnapper... Heather Thompson- Introducing next weighing in at 232 pounds Hostyle Jones!Rick – Hostyle doesn’t look thrilled to be in this situation! Matt – Would you? Syco kidnapped his sister and now Hostyle pretty much has to take an ass whoopin from the hall of famer to save her life!The two stand face to face, until Syco points at the Chamber as flames rise all around it, when they slowly fade away Marley Jones appears frighten inside the chamber. Hostyle steps back as his heart wrenches at the sight of Marley inside the chamber made to kill The referee attaches the strap to Hostyle Jones, then double checks the end already attached to Syco, and signals for the bell Strap MatchLive or Die: Marley JonesSyco-Angel [vs] Hostyle Jones [DING! DING! DING!]Syco comes charging at Hostyle and rams him into the corner. Syco poors down punches on the smaller Hostyle Jones. Syco grabs the throat of Hostyle, but Jones delievers a kick to the gut of Syco and looks to unload on Syco, but Syco points towards Marley as the Cement truck begins to come turn and mix its load. Rick – These Live or Die matches aren’t rightMatt – Right or not, If Hostyle wants his sister back … Alive! He betta suck it up and take it like a manRick – He really has no choiceHostyle Jones rolls out the ring looking to save Marley himself, but Syco is right behind and uses his weigh advantage to pull Hostyle right into the steel post! Hostyle attempts to use the guard rail to get himself back up to his feet, but once again Syco is there and drives Jones’ face straight down into the guard rail! Rick – I bet Syco-Angel is loving every minute of this straight up assault!Matt – It’s a win, win situation for him … Who wouldn’t love to be in that position?Syco looks to pick up Jones, but Hostyle attacks delievering right and lefts to the body of Syco. He rams Syco into the guard rail and drives his knee into the mask of Syco. And with each blow, the cement begins to make its way down the slide and into the Chamber. Matt – Hostyle betta check himself, that cement is on its way into that chamberHostyle backs away from Syco, and begins pulling away the slack in the strap. Syco begins walking towards Jones’ who looks to whip Syco with the strap, but Syco catches the leather with his hand and brings it right across the face of Hostyle Jones! Syco grabs him by the head and drives Jones’ face first into the commentators table. Syco tosses Hostyle right on top of the commentators table, but before Syco could follow it up, Jones’ wisely rolls off of the table and looks to again walk away from Syco. The hall of famer pulls the strap and uses the momentum to crash into Hostyle with a earth rattling clothesline! Rick – All Hostyle wants to do is get to Marley before this gets takes a turn for the worse. Matt – He can’t go anywhere, he’s nothing more then Syco’s pet dog with that strap attached to himSyco rolls Hostyle back into the ring. The hall of famer attempts an Irish whip, but Hostyle scouts the move and nails Syco right between the legs with a well placed kick. Hostyle quickly follows it up with a Pump handle slam! The crowed erupts as they watch Hostyle pick the 800 pound monster off the matt. The Cement begins to fall on Marley as a result of the move. A few drops hit Marley in the head, which causes her to let out an ear shattering scream, grabbing the attention of her older brother Rick – I can’t even imagine what’s running through the head of Hostyle hearing his kid sister scream like that!Matt – Even with the chamber muffling her scream, you can still hear the pure terror in her voiceHostyle looks to exit the ring to save his sister, he look to roll out the ring but outta no where Syco comes running from behind and drive his leg across the back of Hostyle. Syco, doesn’t let up as he uses the middle rope and the strap to chock the life outta Jones. Syco-Angel“Watch as Marley becomes cemented into your sorrows!!!”With his breaths becoming shorter and the sight of cement slowly pouring over Marley, Hostyle grabs the head of Syco and sends him crashing to the outside! Hostyle rolls on his back gasping for air, but again Syco is there as he drives his elbow into the throat of Jones’. Hostyle rolls out to the ring, and Syco picks him up off his feet and looks to whip Jones’ into the steel post, but Jones reverse it and sends the monster crashing into the steel steps separating the steel. Hostyle not even attempting to catch his breath brings Syco’s face straight down into the steel, as more cement begins to pour down on Marley. Rick – The cement is at Marley’s knee’s, Jones is running out of time! Matt – It’s not like Syco’s trying to finish this anytime soon.Jones’ quickly makes his way up the ramp trying his hardest to get to Marley. The slack of the strap runs out and Jones stands half way up the ramp, between Marley and Syco. Marley begins pounding on the chamber, and Hostyle begins to struggle as he starts dragging the 800 pound monster up the ramp with him. Syco slowly gets to his feet and put the brakes on. Jones’ tries with all his might to get closer to Marley but falls short as Syco pulls Jones’ back to him, Syco charges towards Hostyle and rams into him with the Hollywood Impact! Rick – Holy shit! Syco may have just broken Hostyle Jones in two with that Hollywood Impact!Matt – And the monster isn’t done just yet!Syco picks Hostyle up off the ramp and brings him up to his shoulders, he turns to the side and sends Hostyle flying into the crowed with a Powerbomb! Syco looks up at the Chamber with the cement almost at the waist of Marley. Jones slowly gets to his feet, and Syco leaps into the Boston crowed connecting with a long and high knee to the face! Both men take there time getting to there feet, security doing there best to keep the Boston fans away from the two. Syco uses the strap to bring Hostyle closer to him and then whips Jones into the guard railing. Syco looks to pull Hostyle right back into the railing, but at the last second Hostyle taps into his reserves and pulls Syco right into the railing’s separating the guard railings! Hostyle again looks to rush to Marley’s aid, but again Syco stops him in his tracks using the strap, holding on to it on his knees. Hostyle without even hesitating charges at Syco and leaps into the air connecting with a missle drop kick right into the mask of Syco! Rick – Hostyle Jones is doing everything he can to keep the monster down long enough to save Marley.Hostyle begins crawling up the ramp using every ounce of strength to get to Marley as the cement is almost at her shoulders. He drags the downed Syco right along with him. Hostyle gets to the chamber and pounds on it. Trying to break it open with his bare hands, all the while Syco is back to his feet. Syco begins to laugh, as Hostyle don’s a look of pure worry! Syco grabs the hair of Jones and throws him over his shoulder and down on to the steel. Syco rolls Jones down the ramp and back to the ring. Syco reaches under the ring and tosses a steel chair into the ring. He then rolls Jones into the ring as well. Rick – Syco has bad plans in mind!Matt – And poor Marley is almost up to her neck in fresh cement!Syco looks up at the chamber and spots Marley almost incased with cement. He picks Jones up and is looking for the Syco Driver on top of the steel chair. As he looks to sit it up, the crowed roars as Steel Angel comes running out from the back with a sledgehammer in his hand, Steel cocks back and smashes the hammer into the side of the chamber! Rick – WAIT A MINUTE! STEEL ANGEL IS RESCURING MARLEY JONES FROM THE CHAMBER!Steel takes a second swing shattering the side of the chamber just before the cement covers the face of Marley! Syco drops Jones and looks at disgust as Steel helps Marley to her feet. Jones also spots the save and without warning picks up the chair and drives it into the back of Syco’s knees, he brings the chair up over his head and smashes Syco in the back of the head with the chair! Rick – This match has just gone from a live or die match, to your everyday Strap match! Matt – Hostyle Jones looks like the weight of the world has been lifted from his shouldersHostyle rolls out of the ring, and grabs a barbwire baseball bat! He gets back into the ring, Syco back on his feet uses the strap and attempts a Clothesline from hell, but gets the barbwire bat right into the throat! Both men lay on the matt. Rick – Hostyle just drove that barbwire bat right into the exposed flesh of Syco! Matt – If you ask me, Syco got off easy. Let a motherfucker kidnap my sister …Hostyle crawls to the corner and slaps the top turnbuckle, He leans on the ropes and makes his way to the second, at the same time Syco slaps a corner. Hostyle slaps a second, Syco stumbles into his second turnbuckle. Syco and Jones pull at the strap trying to stop each other from slapping a 3rd corner, but they both manage to get it. Rick – Both men only need one more corner apiece to walk outta here the winnerSyco uses everything he has to pull Hostyle towards him, Jones does the same. The two are in a heated tug-of-war match. Jones gets the best of the tug-or-war, but Syco comes in and without warning sits Jones up with the Syco-Driver! But Hostyle pulls out all the stops and reverse it and drops Syco with the Book Of Revelations! Jones rolls away from Syco and towards the last turnbuckle. He looks at Syco and slaps it! [DING! DING! DING!]Heather Thompson – Here is your winner … HOSTYLE JONES!!!!Sweet Dreams hits over the PA system, as Hostyle removes the strap and leans on the corner. Rick – Hostyle overcame the odds in this first ever Live or Die strap match! Matt – I’m just glad no one died here tonight!Marley comes running down the ramp and hugs her older brother. Steel stands at the top of the ramp, and Jones’ gives him a head nod to show his appreciation for him saving Marley’s life. Matt – Know that’s a kodax moment if I ever saw one!Hostyle and Marley roll out the ring and head up the ramp, the two holding each other the entire walk, sending us to a commercial -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We come back from a short commercial break and James Shark is seen walking down the hall, talking on his phone, the IWF Championship slung over his shoulder. James SharkYe du, I got this. I’mma knock that bitch out, just like I knock out every little nigga tryin to take ma title. No problem. Then you n me gonna celebrate, right?He smirks as the person on the other end replies. James SharkYesss. Aight, I’ll be sure to let you know when I’m out of-Without warning, Shark is interrupted by a man running on screen, spearing Shark from the side. Rick - What the-
Matt - Chad Mason!Shark and the man go crashing into the sound gear nearby, and Chad Mason lifts himself out of the wreck. Shark gets to his feet, and turns towards Chad. He begins throwing punches at Chad, as Chad gets his hands up to defend himself. Shark steps back, then at the moment Chad puts his hands down, steps forward, hitting Chad across the jaw with a sick hook. Chad stumbles back, leaning against the back wall for support. Matt - SWAG OUT!Rick - Shark is fighting!Shark steps forward, but a man grabs him from behind, turning Shark around. He lifts Shark, turns towards the wreckage of the sound system, and slams him down hard with a sit-down dominator. Marcus Silverstone, Ruby Winters, and two other men race on screen, and begin stomping on Shark, beating him down into the ground. Rick - What the fuck?Matt - THERE’S A BLACK GUY GETTING MUGGED BACKSTAGE! Wait…The men part, allowing Chad to walk between them. Chad slowly circles Shark, who lies inside a broken speaker. Chad crouches down next to Shark, smirking. Chad Mason
Shark, I’d like you to meet a few friends of mine. Marcus Silverstone…Ruby Winters…Claude Olso…Darren Spanos…and I see you just met Beno.Chad grins, and stands, nodding to Claude and Darren as Shark slowly pulls himself out of the speaker, trying to get to his feet. Darren steps forward, pulling Shark into piledriver position, then flipping, spiking Shark’s skull into the concrete. Rick - What a sick move!Matt - A flipping piledriver…Shark is getting brutalized!Rick - He has an IWF title match later…what are these guys thinking?Claude grabs Shark by the neck, cranking it and twisting it into a sick contortion. He lifts Shark to his feet, still cranking the neck. Shark struggles, throwing punches, one of them hitting Darren enough to knock him back a step. Shark drives his elbows into Claude’s gut, but Claude simply cranks harder on the hold, and Shark begins fading. Chad gets in Shark’s face, still smiling. Chad Mason
See, Shark…there’s a change coming. Big things are happening here in IWF. And I’m leading the crusade.Shark spits in Chad’s face. James SharkGonna….muck….Chad cocks back, and punches Shark across the face. Chad Mason
What you’re looking at now, Shark, is the beginning of a new age here in wrestling. The time of you sorry assholes living off your glory days from a dead company are gone. It’s the law of the jungle, Sharky…you either adapt, or you get the fuck out of the way for the next stage of evolution.Chad steps back, nodding at Claude and Darren. The two grab Shark’s arms, holding him up. They throw him to Chad, who catches Shark by the gut, spearing him to the floor. Chad stands. Chad Mason
We are that next stage.He nods, and turns, heading off down the hallway. The camera cuts back to ringside. Rick - Chad Mason…Matt - He’s gone insane! He amassed an entire army while we weren’t looking! Every newcomer to IWF is following Chad’s lead!Rick - Chad called them the law of the jungle. The Natural Law, the next stage of evolution in IWF…but-Matt - DUDE! CUT BACK TO SHARK!The camera cuts back to James Shark, who still lays in the wreck of the sound system. Yelling and shouting is heard, and Steel Angel races onto the scene, closely followed by a referee. The crowd erupts into cheers. Rick - NO WAY!Steel thrusts the IWF Briefcase into the referee’s hands, pointing at Shark. Steel Angel
Start the match! NOW!Matt - Steel is cashing in!Rick - He has an IWF Championship match later tonight, but after that attack by Chad and his team, Steel isn’t taking any chances!The referee nods and waves frantically at the camera. At ringside, the timekeeper rings the bell. [Ding! Ding! Ding!]Matt - It’s actually happening!Steel lifts Shark to his feet. Shark tries to throw a desperation punch, but Steel shakes his head, lifting Shark above his head, then bringing him crashing back down with a Divine Cutter. Matt - DIVINE CUTTER!Rick - Not like this!Steel pins Shark. -1- -2- -3- Matt - NEW CHAMPION!Shark barely manages to kick out. Matt - You’re kidding!Rick - After being brutalized by Chad’s crew and taking a huge hit from Steel, Shark STILL managed to kick out!Steel lifts Shark again, lifting him high above his head. Shark tries for a moment to break free, but is too beat up. Steel drops him with a second Divine Cutter, this time onto the steel wreck of the sound system. He rolls Shark over and pins him. -1-
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-3-[Ding! Ding! Ding!]Heather Thompson - Here is your winner, and the NEW IWF CHAMPION…STEEL ANGEL!!!Rick - COME ON!Matt - YES! FUCK YES! STEEL ANGEL WON! NEW CHAMPION!Steel grabs the IWF Title, clutching it close to his chest. The referee holds Steel’s arm up, but Steel rips it away. He holds the title high above his head, and runs off down the hall, screaming. The camera cuts back to ringside. Steel bursts through the curtain, still holding the title high. He slides into the ring and climbs the corner, and holds the belt for all to see. Steel Angel
NEW CHAMPION!!!
The crowd cheers as Steel hops down. He looks around at the crowd. He runs to the ropes, jumps to the top, and springboards off, diving clear over the barricade into the crowd. The crowd catches him, and Steel holds the title high as he surfs across the IWF audience. Rick - I can’t believe this…Matt - BELIEVE IT! Steel Angel, IWF Champion! The Steel Age has begun!Rick - Steel is still under contract though! The main event is still scheduled for later tonight! Steel will be defending his newly won IWF Championship in just an hour!Matt - AGAINST A MAN WHO CAN BARELY STAND! OH FUCK YES!Rick - Just go to commercial…The camera gets one last shot of Steel in the crowd before cutting to commercial. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We return from commercial and head right at ring side with Rick and Matt Matt – For those who are just joining us...WHY THE FUCK DID YOU MISS THE FIRST HALF? STEEL ANGEL is the NEW IWF CHAMPION! What does this mean for our main event tonight?Rick –I have no idea Matt, It’s been a night filled with surprises and we still haven’t gotten to the Isolation Dome matches!Matt – Dude, Look at that thing hanging above us, It’s a structure that is designed for pure violenceRick – Careers have been cut short because of the Iso Dome! Ask anyone who has ever fought inside and they would tell you they have never been the same since entering the dome.Matt – This is some straight Mad Max type shit right here!Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for are next bout of the night!'JOHNNY ALWAYS WORE BLACK' The words blare over the speakers as clapping begins to take over the speakers. 'YOU CAN RUN ON FOR A LONG TIME ... RUN ON FOR A LONG TIME ... RUN ON FOR A LONG TIME'The Lights in the arena cutoff and a single spot light shins over the IWF entrance ramp 'SOONER OR LATER GOD'S GONNA CUT YOU DOWN ... SOONER OR LATER GOD'S GONNA CUT YOU DOWN'Standing there with the spotlight shinning is Johnny Styles wearing a IWF Referee shirt and matching cowboy style hat. Smoke begins to engulf the ramp, as Johnny slowly begins his march towards the ring his jacket dragging behind him, his every step matching the beat. 'HE CALLED MY NAME AND MY HEART STOOD STILL ... WHEN HE SAID JOHN GO DO MY WILL'
Rick – And here is are guest referee for the match, and Matt lets not forget the BIG stipulation added on this match. If Johnny Styles aids Carmine Vestieri during the match, Carmine will be fired!Matt – Hate to be in Carmine’s shoes. SBK and Crimson Skull hate each other! Rick – Crimson Skull forced Johnny into this match, hoping it would finally get Johnny to come out of retirement and give Skull a rematch that’s been Five years in the making!The crowd is on there feet for the Hometown hero and Hall of famer. SBK looks around slowly before making his way down the smoky ramp. Styles reaches the bottom of the ramp and looks around. The crowed cheers him as Styles claps the hands of a few lucky fans. 'TELL EM THAT GOD'S GONNA CUT THEM DOWN ... TELL EM THAT GOD'S GONNA CUT THEM DOWN'Styles walks trough the door of the dome, and on to the apron, he ducks between the ropes to enter the ring. He marches to the center of the ring, before he tips his hat forward, taking it off along sending white flames from each of the turnbuckles, lighting up the inside of the Isolation Dome Rick – Carmine’s future with the Insurgency lays in that man’s handsHeather Thompson – Introducing first, the guest referee and a Hall of Famer, Johnny SBK Styles!All the lights go out and white and Red pastel lights go crazy throughout the arena as the words ‘I'M ON ONE’ go through the speakers. The crowd reaches a loud mix reaction as white smoke engulfs the stage and it hovers maliciously. The man known as Carmine Vesiteri appears on the stage and the smoke rises to surround him. He stands with his arms to his side, with his head facing the ground. His mouth is covered by a Italian flag bandana as the white and Red pastel colored lights continue to flash and rotate behind him. Carmine Vestieri snaps his head up and you can see a pair of shades covering his eyes. The shades turn from a Red color to a bright Green color and he looks around as the fans boo him as loud as ever He starts to make his way down the entrance ramp, slowly, and the first verse of the song starts to play... Rick – If I was Carmine I would be pissed the fuck off! His career hangs in the balance, and he didn’t even have a say whether he wanted this match or not! This isn’t even his war! Styles shoulda man up and came out of retirement. Matt – The look on Carmine’s face says it all.Carmine reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp and looks around. Fans boo and cheer him and shout things at him but you can feel Carmine’s eyes glare at all of them through his shades. He makes his way to the steel steps and gets up them quickly and walks along the apron. He places his foot on the second rope and gets on the turnbuckle ala The Rock. He looks around and holds up his arm as the crowd gives another mix reaction at a fever pitch. He moves the bandana from around his mouth to his neck and his devilish smirk can be seen clearly. Carmine shifts his weight and sits atop the turnbuckle and his shades turn from a Green color back to the Red color they were initially. He throws the bandana and his shades at the referee and the ref puts the bandana in his pocket and gives the shades to the timekeeper. Carmine leans back a bit, removing his shirt and just lets it hang between his legs, He walks over to Styles and begins to have some harsh words with the guest referee Rick – Carmine’s demanding SBK not to pull any funny shit! Matt – Look at Johnny, he’s shrugging it off as if he’s telling Carmine to go fuck himself! Rick – Man I’m gonna miss CarmineHeather Thompson – Introducing first, weighing in at 200 pounds and heals from Naples Italy … He is the Italian Lion, Carmine Vestieri!!!Thunder claps loudly throughout the arena, the sound of pouring rain comes over the sound system. Thunder claps again as a child's eerie voice is heard singing an old nursery rhyme.
" A tisket a tasket, the scarecrow's out his casket"Thunder claps even louder this time Turn out the lights and lock the doors, praying that he passesThe lights go out in the arena and all is silent. A moment passes, and suddenly a green lightning bolt strikes the stage and the music for "Crown of the Fallen" begins to play. Crimson Skull steps out on the stage and slowly makes his way to the ring. He steps onto the steel steps and stops at the top. He slowly tips his head back as the chorus plays. Crowned is the king of the fallen
Rejoice in his light, they live again
Crowned is the king of the fallen
Celebrate the subjugation of all manRick – Crimson Skull scares the shit outta me, every time I see himMatt – Everything scares the shit outta you Rick – Ever since this monster came to the Insurgency, he’s been a pain in the ass of Styles. And now it seems he’s taking out everyone SBK’s close to.Matt – Sooner or later these two are going to have to clash!He steps into the ring, going over the top rope. He stands in the center of the ring and removes his coat and hat. He looks to the heavens slowly and points at a ring post, it erupts in green flames. He does this again and again and again until all posts have been engulfed in flame. Now place crown upon his head
The scepter in his grasp
Kneel now! for before you stands
The wicked God of wrathHe cuts his throat with his thumb quickly and the flames the cease. The music fades and the lights slowly brighten again. Heather Thompson – And his opponent weighing in at 326 pounds and calls Louisville, KY home, He is the Crimson King … Crimson Skull!!! Rick – Crimson Skull looks proud of himself, Carmine has no choice but to do this on his own! Matt – And Carmine looks like the total opposite!SBK looks at Carmine who shoots SB a ‘scared shitless’ expression then SBK looks at Crimson Skull who doesn’t move an inch. Styles signals for the bell Special Guest Referee: SBKSBK cannot assist Carmine or he is firedCarmine Vestieri [vs] Crimson Skull[Ding! Ding! Ding!]Carmine shoots SBK another uneasy look before he flies at Crimson Skull attempting a spear on Skull, but all he does is bounce off the monster. Crimson Skull drives his boot into the head of Carmine. SBK steps in the middle to check on Carmine, but Skull pushes Styles almost across the ring. Styles steps face to face with Crimson Skull Rick – The Crimson King is trying to get Styles to attack!Matt – Styles has to get his emotions under check, for the sake of Carmine’s career!Skull brushes by Styles and places a knee on Carmine, and starts dropping punches and elbow shots down on Carmine. Styles gives Skull a verbal warning about the close fists and elbows. Crimson Skull completely ignores the warnings. SBK looks around before pulling the monster off of Carmine. The two once again stand toe to toe Rick – You can just feel the tension in the air between these two! Crimson Skull turns his attention back to Carmine, he grabs him by the back of the neck, dragging Carmine to his feet as well. He then whips Carmine into the ropes, only to have him return and dodge an attempted clothesline. Carmine bounces off the opposite ropes and returns, Skull slaps his arms around him and tosses him over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Carmine smacks the mat hard and begins favoring his lower back from the impact of the move. The Crimson King doesn’t let up. He immediately climbs to his feet and walks over to Carmine before stomping away at his chest and midsection mercilessly. He then hauls Carmine to his feet once again, now in a crouched over position, and shoves his head between his legs. Skull then jacks Carmine up over his head and slams him right back down with a ring quaking powerbomb! Rick – What a deadly powerbomb! This would be a perfect opportunity to go for the pin but clearly this is personal Matt – Skull is treating Carmine as if it was Styles! Carmine rolls around the ring, obviously in pain, Crimson Skull lifts him up once more. Skull then looks for a triple suplex move but Carmine holds fast. Carmine than begins to blast him with forearm shots to the head. He then grabs Skull by the wrist and sends him sailing across the ring into the opposite corner. Skull’s back slams against the ring post hard. Crimson immediately charges at Carmine but the Lion manages to lift his leg, smacking Skull square in the chest with his boot. Crimson Skull stumbles backwards much to the delight of SBK Matt - Finally! Carmine was in there getting his ass whooped. Rick - Yeah, but with that big boot he may have just turned the tables. Carmine takes a moment to recompose himself, as Styles barks at him to go back on the attack. Carmine tells SBK to ‘shut the fuck up’ before he charges at Skull and chops him in the knees bringing the monster down to one knee. Carmine then brings his foot up straight into the chin of Skull, knocking the monster down. Now going for Skull once more, Carmine sits Skull up and leans over top of him. He then begins to pound him in the face with closed fists over and over again. While SBK stands back and watches, not even attempting a count Rick - I think Carmine is trying to bust Skull open. Matt – That’s dumb, doesn’t he know Skull is wearing a mask?Rick – Styles doesn’t even look like he’s going to reprehend Carmine for the close fits! Carmine continues his assault but eventually grows tired of it. He then hits Skull with a hard knee to the face and follows up with devastating DDT. With Skull down, Carmine quickly hops off the second rope and lands on her opponent with a Lionsault. Carmine takes a slight chance to grab some air. Styles helps Carmine to his feet acting as if he’s checking on the Lion. Carmine moves to Skull and drags him over to the corner. With Skull still in tow, Carmine begins to ascend the turnbuckles one by one until he reaches the top, where he then sits a dazed Crimson Skull. Up there, Carmine begins slamming him with closed fists to the face once again as the crowd counts along.
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-7-Crimson Skull suddenly shoves Carmine off the top rope where he crashes into SBK! Causing the Hall of Fame ref to tumble back. Styles is quick to get into the face of Skull, without warning Crimson Skull grabs Styles by the throat and choke slams right out of the ring! Sending Styles rolling outside the ring in pain Rick – Skull just took Johnny right out of the match!Matt – At least Carmine doesn’t have to worry about Styles getting him firedRick – But now we have no ref! Completely caught off guard by the attack, Carmine rolls around the ring for a moment as Skull gets to his feet, still on the top turnbuckle. As Carmine begins to get up Skull flies from up top, looking for a old style clothesline but Carmine drop kicks the flying monster! Carmine hooks the leg, but Styles is still laid out outside the ring. Carmine looks over his shoulder at him and curses loudly, smacking the mat in frustration. He immediately rolls out and goes to SB’s side, trying to make him come to. But as this goes on Crimson Skull is finally getting to his feet. Somewhat out of it, he catches wind of Carmine tending to the passed out legend and stumbles over to the corner. Crimson then rips off the turnbuckle’s covering, leaving the metal underneath exposed. He then drops to the floor and rolls out of the ring. Crimson Skull eyes a steel chair and immediately crabs it up. With the chair in his grasps he slides back into the ring. Carmine rolls SB in the ring and follows him, oblivious to Skull; he receives a sound chair shot straight to his head, leaving a huge dent in the metal. Crimson Skull then immediately hurls the chair over the top rope and out of the ring. Rick – Skull just scrambled Carmine’s head with that chair shot! Matt – And there isn’t anything SB can do about it, he didn’t see it Crimson Skull then keeps up his pace, grabbing up Carmine and shoves him towards the corner. He then grabs the back of his head and slams him forehead straight into the exposed metal. The crowd cringes at what has to be nothing short of agonizing. Skull doesn’t stop there. He slams Carmine’s head off the metal again, dropping him down. Crimson Skull pulls Carmine up again and hammers him a few times with clubbing right hands that are just designed to drive the wind right out of him. He confidently picks him up, dropping him to the mat with a massive DDT and fakes going for the cover before shaking his head and pulling Carmine’s shoulders off the mat. SBK is slowly getting to his feet, and is quick to get into the face of Skull. SB cocks back like he’s about to drop Skull. All Crimson does in return is point down at Carmine. Style’s is quick to back away. Matt – Crimson Skull has SB and Carmine by the ballsRick – He is just straight running this match, and there isn’t anything anyone can doCrimson Skull goes back to Carmine and once again begins hammering him a few times before picking Carmine off the matt, he whips Carmine off the ropes, Carmine rebounds off the other rope, charging at Skull with everything he’s got but Crimson Skull catches him and launches him over the top rope with a modified variation of a German Suplex that sees Carmine Vestieri crash down hard on the outside. SBK holds his head as he looks out to Carmine who isn’t even moving Matt - DID YOU SEE THAT?! It’s over, this match is done! Rick - I’ll grant you that that looks like Carmine’s had the air driven out of him. Matt – I bet Carmine can careless about his job, soon he’ll be begging for Styles to save his ass Crimson Skull finally climbs out of the ring while Carmine is obviously hurt and is crawling toward the ring to help himself back to his feet. Skull just stalks him now, getting ready to finish it as soon as Carmine gets back to his feet, which he does and Crimson grabs him by the neck and prepares to launch him in to the air but Carmine counters with a shot to the gut and leaps up, swinging him around 360 degrees before dropping him right on the top of his head in a sickening Powerdriver. The fans pop wildly for the move as Carmine pulls himself up, obviously playing slightly possum after all, and clears the fans out at ringside, grabbing Crimson Skull by the mask and attempting to launch him over the guard rail but Skull stops him, smashing Carmine in to the guard rail instead. Still suffering from being dropped on his head Crimson Skulls staggers backwards and Carmine charges at him, leaping up on to the apron and flying at him, nailing him with a sick variation of an Enziguri while Skull is still on his feet. Crimson Skull drops down to his knees grabbing at his head in agony while Carmine is pointing at Skull while looking at SB Carmine VestieriI told you I didn’t need your help!Rick - Is he doing what I think he’s doing? Matt - He’s going to try and end it right here!! Rick - THE GOOD LIFE... BUT Crimson Skull AVOIDS IT!Crimson Skull rolls back into the ring, as Carmine slides into the ring Carmine attempts a Superkick but Crimson Skull has it scouted, grabbing his leg and tossing Carmine backwards! Carmine screams out in pain as Crimson Skull grabs another chair and looks to hit Carmine again but SBK grabs the chair out of his hand. Crimson Skull and Johnny Styles once again stands toe to toe, Carmine is on his feet and turns Skull around nailing him with a stunner! Styles looks to hand Carmine the steel chair, and demands he use it against the monster. Carmine takes the chair and looks at Skull, he cocks it back but at the last second, he turns and nails SBK right between the eyes! Rick – Carmine Just dropped SBK with that chairMatt – Styles was demanding he lose his job, Carmine simply told him to go fuck himselfRick – And once again we don’t have a refCrimson Skull rolled outside the ring, He slowly gets to his feet, Carmine takes off running and flips over the top rope and crashes down on Skull! Carmine isn’t done as he picks Skull up and sets him against the guard railing, he backs looking for running knee but Skull reverse it and throws Carmine right over his back and over the railing into the crowed! Rick - Where the hell are they going? Crimson Skull clears the fans away from a spot in the crowd. He punches the downed body of Carmine, before grabbing a chair from an IWF Fan and he begins driving the chair into the ribs of Carmine! Skull looks over and watches SBK slowly begin to move. He picks Carmine up and tosses him back over the railing. Skull rolls Carmine into the ring. Skull rolls in behind him, SB is sitting himself up against the corner. Skull shoots him a look before he sets Carmine up. Skull gets Carmine on his back and begins to run towards the ropes, and sends Carmine flying over the top rope and crashing down into the commentators table! Rick – Incoming!!!"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Rick - CRIMSON SKULL JUST SENT CARMINE FLYING FROM THE RING THROUGH ARE TABLE WITH THE REDEEMER!Crimson Skull stands in the ring looking at the carnage he just put Carmine Vestieri through, SBK is on his feet, SBK without warning spins Crimson Skull around and drops him with the END RESULT!!! Rick – SBK JUST DROPPED SKULL WITH THE END RESULT!!!Matt – He just sailed Carmine’s faith! Styles looks down at Carmine who is clearly out of it, and begins a count. -1-
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-10-SBK signals for the bell. Heather Thompson – Here is your winner by count-out … Crimson Skull!!Rick – I can’t believe the last memory were gonna have of Carmine is his body broken and battered laying at our feet.Matt – Carmine asked for it, he did hit SB with that chairRick – Because SBK demanded him to strike Skull!SBK pulls off his referee shirt, and again grabs the steel chair. Skull sits up, and Styles drives the chair down into the skull of the Crimson King. He becomes posed and drives the chair against Skull’s head 3 more times. Styles looks around before he grabs the mask of Crimson Skull and begins pealing it off of the Crimson King. Johnny gets the mask half way off, before Skull begins to fight it. Styles backs up and again drives the chair into the head of Skull. Rick – SBK has been pushed over the edge! He’s attempting to remove the mask from Crimson Skull.Matt – I’m not sure I’m gonna enjoy what we see under itJohnny gives it another tug and the mask comes off of Crimson Skull, and a puddle of blood covers the face of Skull, The crimson king rolls over covering his face as SBK grabs a mic and stands over Crimson Skull … Johnny StylesYou ask for this Skull! You pushed me to this level! And next month at Ragnarok, we finish this!‘God’s gonna cut you down’ hits the PA system as Styles rolls out the ring leaving a wake of carnage in his path. The camera gets another shot of Skull who is still hiding his face, Carmine still is out cold at ringside and Styles stands at the top of the entrance way holding Crimson Skull’s mask high in the air… | |
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| The scene returns from commercial backstage as an interviewer is backstage. He stands in the middle of the hallway with a microphone as the camera points directly at him. He clears his throat and lets out a short smile before speaking. Interviewer
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am along side one of the best divas to enter the ring here in the IWF. She was once undefeated, but after sustaining an injury right before her championship bout at Bloody Sunday, she suffered two straight losses. Ladies and Gentlemen, the always popular, Karly Zedic.
The camera pans over to Karly Zedic, who is beside the interviewer. Sexy as usual, she is dressed to impress, showing off her sparkling white teeth to the camera. She waves at the camera. Interviewer
Karly, right now I want you to tell the audience what happened at Bloody Sunday and if the injury happened before or during the match. As we all know, you did wrestle injured, and there was something off with you that night. Both Rick and Matt could tell, they were talking about it during the match, a lot of the fans in attendance could tell, as well as the fans watching at home.Karly slowly nods her head, as the microphone makes its way towards her, she grabs it and brings it to her lips and begins to speak. Karly Zedic
Well I sustained the injury the night before my match. This was a big match up fo me, and I worked too hard to just pull out. I know that I wasn't bringing my A-Game as of late leading up to Bloody Sunday and I wasn't putting out the performances that I wanted to be putting out, there have just been so much things happening in my life and it's just been a roller coaster to be completely honest. I knew Bloody Sunday was a Pay Per View that was pretty hyped up, there were a lot of good match ups on the card, and I'm pretty sure that my match marked the first ever fatal four way women’s match with a title on the line, so that was also a pretty big deal, for not only us but women’s wrestling. So I really just wanted to show up, injury or no injury, I wanted to try my best, and I did. I went out there, I did what I could, it obviously wasn't enough, but I'm proud of myself for going out there and continuing with the match instead of pulling out like others would've. The interviewer slowly nods his head; Karly returns the microphone to him. Interviewer
What kind of injury did you have?Karly flashes a smile, instead of grabbing the microphone she lets the interviewer just hold it out for her. Karly Zedic
I strained my ACL pretty bad. The training was done, but when you’re heading into a PPV with a championship on the line and you feel like you have so much to prove, you want to do more, and that's what I did. Instead of taking a rest, I continued to train, and that resulted in me messing up my knee pretty bad.She nods her head as she speaks. Interviewer
So I think it would be safe to say that had you not have strained your ACL then you would have been coming into the match over trained anyways right?Karly again nods her head. Karly Zedic
That's right. I'm not one to make excuses, I really don't need to do that, and I'm not into all that bullshit. Instead of pulling out of the match, I went in there and I performed, and instead of taking the next week off to do some surgery or get the proper healing, I went into the IWF vs WEW event, looking to represent my company. I put my health and safety before my company, so I think that says a lot.Interviewer
Well the last time you were here, you just couldn't stop talking about a Diva contracted under WEW, Eric James manager, Ashley Nathanson. You were supposed to make your way over to WEW right after the IWF vs WEW event, to take her on in the Main Event of Animosity, but of course your injury got worse, and that was a match you just had to pull out of, so I think the question I should ask you now is, are you 100%?Karly flashes a bright smile and nods her head quickly, showing off her excitement. Karly Zedic
The surgery is over with, I'm 100%, I'm ready, I'm motivated, and I’m hungry. I've been getting a lot of criticism over my last few outings, so the next time I step into the ring I really want to show the world, what I'm all about. The interviewer flashes a smile back at her. Interviewer
Now what's next for Karly Zedic? Will we see you head over to WEW as promised next week, or in the near future to challenge Ashley or what?Karly shrugs. Karly Zedic
I unfollowed the bitch a long time ago, she unfollowed me too I believe, and it is what it is. I said some things, she said some things, I think there is no more beef. I mean she's not on my mind right now. If I saw her on the street or something and we happened to pass by each other I think there would be some pushing and shoving which would result in me knocking a bitch but right now, she's not what's next for me. IWF beat WEW and bitch slapped them in that event, me marching over to WEW to kick that bitch in her face would just be insult to injury, so what's next for me you ask? Tune in next week, because I'm back bitches. She taunts the camera by winking and making a silly face before she walks off. Interviewer
Karly Zedic Ladies and Gentlemen. Tune in Next Week as IWF presents Battle Grounds, as you heard it from Karly herself, she will be making her return.The camera fades back to the ring. The Lights dim, music plays over the Pa system Disruptr by Devin Townsend, begins to blast. The Lights go out, as the music begins to play I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of fading
I'm sick of being oppressed
through all the failing
I'm syncopated
at least it's off my chest
Disruptr
you're kind of fading
don't be a baby
I'm sick of being obsessed
through all the mating
master debating
God knows i'd settle for less
but
I come from the
centre of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
Disruptr
somebody get me alone
I need to feel at home
I need a brain massage
somebody get me a doctor
I feel a bit ill
but i ain't feeling this at all
no
I am from the
centre of the universe
and i've no time for these
symptoms of your universe
I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
so here's what it means to be
be a man about it
you don't forget the family
be a man
so what if it kills you all?
oh, be a man about it
be a God damned man...boy
oh be a man about it
let's go down to the beach
we'll sit in the womb
I come from the
master of the universe
and I've no time
for these
symptoms of your universe
I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
centers of your universe
I come for the
center of the universe
and I've no time for these
distractions
straying away
from the dark sides of hell
the world
the world is the same
Darkness Out from the back steps Death Angel Heather Thompson – Introducing first…from Death Valley, weighing eight hundred pounds, Death-Angel!Rick – That’s the strangest entrance I’ve ever seen
Matt – Yeah no kidding, that was weird. Rick – Even weirder that this is his second match of the night
Matt – Nuh uh! Syco-Angel fought earlier, this is Death-Angel!Death-Angel stands in the ring, waiting for Marcus Silverstone. Bad Boys begins to play over the speakers as Death-Angel stares out at the ramp. The lights suddenly go out, and begin to flicker different colours.
Rick – What is going on here?
Matt – I don’t know, maybe this is some sort of attempt to get into Death-Angel’s head.At the stage, Marcus Silverstone’s personal security team all walk out from backstage, wearing black combat gear. Death-Angel stares at them, looking confused. Rick – That’s Marcus’s security team, but where the hell is Marcus?
Matt – Very good question Rick. I have no idea.
Suddenly, Marcus Silverstone appears out of the crowd, wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans. Marcus Silverstone hops the barrier and slides into the ring behind Death-Angel, holding a sledgehammer. Rick – There’s Marcus! But he’s not dressed to wrestle or anything, what is going on?
Matt – Whatever it is, Death-Angel doesn’t even know Marcus is here! He’s too busy staring at the security team!Suddenly, Death-Angel stands straight up and quickly turns around, as if he knew someone was behind him. As he turns around however, Marcus Silverstone smashes the sledgehammer into his stomach. The lights stop flickering and turn on, as Marcus Silverstone smashes the sledgehammer into the stomach of Death-Angel once again. Rick – What the hell is this, the match hasn’t even started yet!
Matt – Marcus is attacking Death-Angel with that weapon! What a coward!Marcus Silverstone raises the sledgehammer and smashes it into Death-Angel’s back, causing him to fall to his knees. Marcus Silverstone takes a few steps back, before running forward and slamming the sledgehammer into the face of Death-Angel, knocking him down. Blood begins to pour out of the face of Death-Angel as he lies on his stomach, not moving. Rick – This is unbelievable
Matt – Who does this Marcus guy think he is anyways? He can’t just attack people before their match like this.A referee runs out from the back and slides into the ring. He tries to pull Marcus Silverstone off of Death-Angel, but instead is grabbed by Marcus Silverstone and thrown over the top rope and onto the floor. Rick – Now he’s attacking an official!
Marcus Silverstone continues to smash the sledgehammer into the head of Death-Angel, as he lies motionless and helpless on the mat. Marcus Silverstone motions something to his security team. Two of the team members go under the ring and slide two steel chairs towards Marcus Silverstone. He grabs them and places one underneath the face of Death-Angel. Rick – Oh god, this does not look good for Death-Angel
Matt – You can say that again. This is inhuman. Marcus Silverstone brings the steel chair high, before bringing it crashing down to the back of Death-Angel’s head, driving his face into the steel chair under his head. Rick – Con-chair-to by Marcus, somebody needs to stop this.Marcus Silverstone hits the con-chair-to a few more times, before placing the second steel chair on top of Death-Angel’s head. Marcus Silverstone grabs the sledgehammer, and quickly smashes it into the steel chair over Death-Angel’s head. Rick – That’s disgusting, Marcus Silverstone is disgusting
Matt – And a coward too. He couldn’t just beat Death-Angel in a match, he knew he had to take him out before, what a pussyAbout 15 referee’s and medical personnel run out from backstage as Marcus Silverstone continues to drive the sledgehammer into the steel chair. They all slide into the ring and try to pull Marcus Silverstone off of Death-Angel. A few of them slip on the massive pool of blood that has formed in the ring. Rick – Look at how much blood that is
Matt – Death-Angel’s a big guy, but even for him, that’s an insane amount of blood lost.Marcus Silverstone drops the sledgehammer and smiles as the medical personnel begin to work on Death-Angel. Marcus Silverstone continues to grin evilly at Death-Angel, as he begins to walk up the ramp and backstage with his security team. Rick – Thank god.
Matt – Let’s just hope Death-Angel isn’t seriously hurt. Although I don’t see how he couldn’t be after that attack.A giant stretcher is wheeled out from backstage and placed at the edge of the ring, as the many medical personnel and referee’s slowly move Death-Angel’s motionless body onto it. They all begin to wheel the stretcher up the entrance ramp, as the crowd looks on in disbelief. Rick – When’s the last time you saw Death-Angel strapped to and carried out on a stretcher?
Matt – Never.As the crew gets to the stage, Marcus Silverstone suddenly runs out from backstage and grabs the stretcher. He pushes the stretcher right off of the stage with Death-Angel still strapped to it. The stretcher crashes through a bunch of tables and electrical equipment stacked below. Rick – Holy fuck
Matt – Dear god are you serious?Sparks fly from the wreckage below as Marcus Silverstone stares down at it, smiling. He slowly walks to the back, never wiping the smile from his face as the crew hops down and tries to pull Death-Angel out of the wreckage. Rick – Wow. Just wow.
Matt – That’s sickening to see.
The camera cuts backstage to Anna Stone walking down the hallway for the start of her match, with the New Blood Title over her shoulder. Suddenly she stops when she sees Chuck Matthews Anna Stone
Hey ChuckChuck turns around and sees Anna looking at him. Anna Stone
Are you going to talk to me this time?Chuck stares at her for a few more minutes Chuck Matthews
I suppose so.Anna frowns at him Anna Stone
What happened to you Chuck? You used to be so different.Chuck Matthews
Things change. People change.
Anna Stone
But not you. You were the guy who’d never change, and that’s why I loved you so muchChuck Matthews
Yeah, well, I'm just full of surprises, ain't I?Anna Stone
Apparently. Change the subject; are you ready for your title match tonight?Chuck Matthews
I suppose
Anna Stone
You suppose?Chuck Matthews
Did I stutter?Anna Stone
What happened to you Chuck? You’re not the same guy I used to know. I don’t think I like the new Chuck.Chuck Matthews
Yeah, well nobody liked the old Chuck either. I guess I can't win, can I?Anna Stone looks sadly at Chuck, who turns his head away to look down the hallway. Anna Stone
You know that when you supposedly died, I cried for a week straight right? I still loved you, and you had to know that. You were the best thing going for me. After losing my best friend growing up last summer, after losing my marriage with Brandon, after losing everything, you were the one good thing left in my life. But then you died, and I was ruined. It took a long time for me to finally get over it. And then you just come back and tell everyone you didn’t actually die. Do you have any idea how that made me feel? I felt so stupid for being so depressed, for actually missing you. I fell for another one of Chuck Matthews’ great tricks. So I at least expect to get something from you, maybe not an apology, but at least an explanation. But I should have known that even that was too much for you.Anna wipes her eyes and looks away from Chuck, who refuses to make eye contact with her. Anna Stone
I’m seeing someone now you know. Someone who actually cares about me, who helps me get through hardships, who makes me laugh, who is just there for me whenever I need him. Not that you’d care or anything anyways. I’ve got a title match to win. Bye ChuckAnna Stone turns and walks away as Chuck Matthews stares off down the hallway. He quickly turns around to say something to Anna, but she’s already gone. Chuck stares down the hallway where Anna had been. He angrily drives his fist into his locker room door, breaking it open before stepping inside and slamming it shut behind him. The screen fades out to the wreckage of tables and electrical equipment off of the stage. A huge team of medical personnel and staff members have managed to roll Death-Angel into a stretcher, and are slowly wheeling his body into an ambulance that has pulled up beside the stage. Rick – After that whole discussion between Chuck and Anna, they’re STILL trying to get Death-Angel to a hospitalMatt – They better hurry, he lost a lot of blood.The camera cuts to the ring, where Heather Thompson stands. Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a ladder match, and it is for the IWF New Blood Championship! Introducing first… 'Bad Girlfriend' by Theory of a Deadman begins to play over the PA system of the arena as the room is filled with hot pink and lime green lights. Kadri Ilves appears backstage smiling and waving to the fans. She stops at the top of the ramp and sticks her left leg out to the side and raises her arms above her head while sticking her pointer fingers up in the air. She then lowers her arms to her side and twirls around with her leg still stuck out to the side. She smiles as she makes her way down the ramp. She heads to the one side and slaps the hands of a few fans and then goes to the other side and does the same. When she reaches the end, she heads off to the left side and high fives a few fans before hopping up onto the ring apron, leaving her right leg hanging down. She then brings it up and goes into the splits before using the ropes to pull herself up. She steps into the ring through the top and middle ropes. She heads to the nearest turnbuckle and hops onto the middle one, raising her hands to her sides and having her thumbs, pointer fingers and pinkies sticking out. She then hops down and goes to the turnbuckle on the opposite side and repeats this. She then hops down and goes back to the center of the ring and repeats the pose from the stage. When she is finished, she heads to the turnbuckle to await the beginning of her match.Heather Thompson – From Tallinn Estonia, weighing one hundred twenty one pounds…Kadri Ilves!Rick – Kadri has been claiming all month, and possibly rightly so, that she is the true New Blood Champion. Now she finally gets a chance to hold that belt all by herself.
Matt – Yeah, while she did win the match at Bloody Sunday, Anna did as well. So they’ve been co-holding the title since. But Anna’s had the real belt the entire time.We Found Love begins to play as Anna Stone bounces out from backstage, New Blood Championship belt around her waist. She laughs as some of the crowd boos, some cheer. She holds her title belt in the air, before slinging it around her shoulder. She makes her way down to the ring, not bothering to stop and trade pleasantries with any of the fans. She seductively slides into the ring and poses on a turnbuckle with her title. She smirks at the crowd before walking back to her corner and handing the referee her title belt. Heather Thompson – And her opponent, from Ottawa Ontario Canada, weighing one hundred twenty one pounds…she is the New Blood Champion…Anna Stone!Rick – Anna looking to get her tenth straight win in the IWF tonight
Matt – And she also wants to prove Kadri wrong, and show everyone that she is the real New Blood Champion.
The referee calls for the bell.  New Blood Championship
Ladder Match
Anna Stone [vs] Kadri Ilves [Ding Ding Ding!]Anna Stone immediately runs at Kadri Ilves, clotheslining her to the ground. Anna Stone drops down and begins to punch away at the face of Kadri Ilves, who holds her hands up to defend herself. Anna Stone grabs Kadri Ilves by the arm and tries to twist it around her back in a chicken wing. Kadri Ilves spins around and pushes Anna Stone away from her and stands back up. Rick – Anna Stone trying to start quickly in this match
Matt – Fast starts are key for her, she’s been having to come from behind in her last few matches, which isn’t a great strategyBoth women move and tie up in the middle of the ring. Kadri Ilves pushes Anna Stone to the ground and grins at her. Anna Stone gets up and this time she pushes Kadri Ilves down to the ground. Kadri Ilves gets up and ducks under a punch by Anna Stone, before throwing an uppercut of her own. Rick – But now Kadri Ilves has taken control of the match, at least briefly
Matt – Yeah both women showing off their underrated strength early on.Anna Stone stumbles back from the uppercut as Kadri Ilves grabs her by the arm. Kadri Ilves whips Anna Stone into the ropes. Anna Stone rebounds off of the ropes and runs into a big boot by Kadri Ilves. Rick – Huge big boot by Kadri Ilves!
Matt – She’s backing up all that talking she did before this match, that’s for sureKadri Ilves begins to stomp on Anna Stone a few times, trying to keep her down. Anna Stone grabs the foot of Kadri Ilves and spins herself around, tripping Kadri Ilves from behind. Anna Stone pulls Kadri Ilves to her feet and whips her into the ropes. Anna Stone jumps up and takes Kadri Ilves down with a spinning heel kick. Rick – Wow, but Anna is right back in control of this match!
Matt – One thing Anna is great at is using reversals to steal momentum. She’s definitely doing that here
Anna Stone reaches down and tries to lock Kadri Ilves in a leg lock, but Kadri Ilves kicks her out of the way. Kadri Ilves stands back up and runs at Anna Stone, who delivers a knee right to the gut of Kadri Ilves. Anna Stone wraps her arms around the head of Kadri Ilves, before lifting her up and dropping her with a vertical suplex. Rick – Wow look at the strength by Anna Stone, that’s a nice looking suplex
Matt – Executed by a nice looking ladyAnna Stone walks over to Kadri Ilves and picks her up. Anna Stone lifts her onto her shoulder and walks to the center of the ring, before jumping and powerslamming Kadri Ilves back first into the mat. Anna Stone immediately drops down and locks Kadri Ilves in a modified headlock/choke manoeuver. Anna Stone tightens the hold as Kadri Ilves slowly struggles to her feet. Rick – Anna Stone is in total control here, with that big choke locked in
Matt – But Kadri’s getting to her feet, we could see a counter!Kadri Ilves gets to both feet, and immediately runs back with Anna Stone towards the turnbuckle. Anna Stone’s back is driven into the turnbuckle, and she releases Kadri Ilves from the chokehold. Rick – You called it Matt
Matt – I know!Kadri Ilves turns around and kicks Anna Stone in the stomach. Kadri Ilves grabs Anna Stone’s hair and slams her face first into the mat. Kadri Ilves stands up and walks over to the corner. Kadri Ilves climbs onto the top turnbuckle and waits for Anna Stone to stand up. When she does, Kadri Ilves jumps off of the top rope and lands on Anna Stone’s shoulders. Rick – Look at Kadri fly! She’s going for a hurricanrana!
Matt – If she hits this, she’ll have a great chance to steal this match!Instead of being spun out with a hurricanrana, Anna Stone uses the momentum of Kadri Ilves to drive her down with a powerbomb. Rick – Wow what a counter powerbomb by Anna!
Matt – Really highlights her uncanny strength and wrestling abilityAnna Stone stands up and looks down at Kadri Ilves. Anna Stone picks her up and wraps her arms around the back of Kadri Ilves. Anna Stone picks Kadri Ilves up and slams her down with a belly-to-belly suplex. Rick – Anna is pulling out all the stops here tonight
Matt – I almost forgot that this is actually a ladder match.Anna Stone stands up and grabs Kadri Ilves by the hair, lifting her to her feet. Anna Stone kicks Kadri Ilves in the stomach and runs to the ropes. Anna Stone rebounds off of the ropes and goes for a scissors kick, but Kadri Ilves moves out of the way, Kadri Ilves runs at Anna Stone and takes her down with a split-legged big boot. Rick – Another nice big boot by Kadri
Matt – Every time Anna seems to be in complete control, Kadri counters.
Rick – But they never last very long
Matt – Yeah Anna is usually back in control right away
As Anna Stone rolls around on the mat holding her face, Kadri Ilves slides out of the ring and grabs a ladder. She slides it into the ring and sets it up underneath the hanging title. She puts one foot on the ladder, before Anna Stone runs and pushes her from behind. Kadri Ilves smacks her face into the ladder and falls over. The ladder also falls down and leans on the top rope. Rick – Anna’s not out of it yet, making sure Kadri doesn’t get up that ladder!
Matt – Yeah, Kadri needs to do a lot more to make sure Anna is down for enough time to scale that ladder and get that belt. Anna Stone grabs Kadri Ilves and lifts her up to her feet. Anna Stone begins slapping Kadri Ilves across the chest, backing her into a corner with the slaps. Kadri Ilves tries to block it, but Anna Stone backhands her across the face. Rick – Ouch, that looks like it would leave a mark
Matt – First the titty slap, then the backhand. Yikes.
Kadri Ilves ducks under another backhand from Anna Stone and grabs her by the waist. Kadri Ilves drives Anna Stone across the ring, backfirst into the ladder. Anna Stone falls down holding her back as Kadri Ilves drops a leg across the chest of Anna Stone. Kadri Ilves rolls around and locks Anna Stone in a guillotine choke. Rick – Kadri locks in the guillotine choke!
Matt – Anna’s submission game is pretty good, let’s see if she can counter out of this oneAnna Stone desperately tries to escape the chokehold as Kadri Ilves tries to choke her out. Anna Stone grabs the back of Kadri Ilves head and stands up. Anna Stone then drops down and hits the ground, causing Kadri Ilves’ jaw to smack into the top of her head. Rick – Yep, nice escape by Anna
Matt – There’s not a submission that she hasn’t seen, having trained with submission master Brandon MacdonaldRick – Don’t forget her training with Chuck
Kadri Ilves falls backwards onto the mat. Anna Stone quickly rolls over and begins to twist Kadri Ilves’ arm around behind her back. Anna Stone desperately tries to lock in a kimura, but Kadri Ilves pulls herself out of it. Both women stand to their feet and tie up. Rick – This match has been fairly one sided, but it’s still anyone’s guess who’s going to win!
Matt – Anna has controlled most of the match for sure, but Kadri just will not go awayKadri Ilves tries to punch Anna Stone, who ducks underneath it. Anna Stone grabs Kadri Ilves by the arm and takes her down with an arm drag. Kadri Ilves stands right back up and runs into a dropkick by Anna Stone. Kadri Ilves slowly gets to her feet yet again, before she is dropped once more with a swinging DDT.
Rick – Anna is really stepping it up now, she wants this match to be over and done with.
Matt – She’s well on her way to a tenth straight win if she keeps this upAnna Stone slowly walks over and lifts up the ladder, positioning it underneath the championship belt. She begins to climb up as Kadri Ilves slowly gets to her feet. Anna Stone reaches up and grabs onto the belt as Kadri Ilves quickly pulls away the ladder. Anna Stone holds onto the belt, dangling in the air. Rick – Kadri knocked the ladder away!
Matt – But look at the strength of Anna Stone! How many other girls would be able to hold themselves up like that?Kadri Ilves moves the ladder to the side so that Anna Stone can’t reach it with her feet. Kadri Ilves begins to climb the ladder and turns to face Anna Stone. Kadri Ilves bends over and appears to be ready to jump off of the ladder and spear Anna Stone. Rick – Kadri is looking to spear Anna right off that title belt
Matt – If she hits this, the match could easily be over.
Anna Stone swings herself towards Kadri Ilves. She gets her right leg over the head of Kadri Ilves, before letting go of the belt. As Anna Stone falls down, her leg brings Kadri Ilves down with her. Anna Stone’s leg drives Kadri Ilves face-first into the mat below the ladder. Rick – Holy shit!
Matt – Anna just hit the BOOSH! Right off of the ladder!
Rick – Kadri’s face must be on fire right nowMatt – I can’t believe that actually just happened. A scissors kick off of the top of a ladder
Anna Stone stands up slowly and looks at Kadri Ilves, who isn’t moving. Anna Stone slowly grabs the ladder and positions it underneath the hanging belt again and begins to climb it. She stops when she sees Kadri Ilves slowly stirring on the ground, but not getting up or even making an effort to. Anna Stone quickly hops down from the ladder. Rick – Wow, Anna had a chance to win, but she hopped down.
Matt – She wants to prove a point. She wants to show that she’s the best.Anna Stone grabs Kadri Ilves and picks her up. Anna Stone hooks Kadri Ilves in double chicken wings before lifting her up in the air. Anna Stone then quickly slams Kadri Ilves on her face with a wheelbarrow facebuster. Rick – Mission accomplished
Matt – Anna-licious to the barely conscious Kadri Ilves. This one has to be over
Anna Stone stands up and begins to climb the ladder. When she gets to the top, she poses for the crowd a bit, before unhooking the title and climbing back down the ladder and hopping onto the mat. The referee calls for the bell. [Ding Ding Ding!]Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL New Blood Champion…Anna Stone!Rick – Kadri put up a great fight, but in the end, she just didn’t have enough
Matt – Anna is now the sole holder of the New Blood Title!Anna Stone stands up holding her title as the referee raises her other hand in the air. After Anna Stone pulls her hand away, the referee goes to check on Kadri Ilves. Rick – Hopefully Kadri is okay.
Matt – She has no reason to be disappointed. She put up a very good effort in the face of a great champion and almost came away with a win!Anna Stone grabs the title and throws it over her shoulder as she reaches for a microphone from one of the ring hands. They hand her a microphone. Anna Stone
Did you all like that? Did you all enjoy seeing me beat another inferior opponent? Did you all enjoy seeing this hot body not break a single sweat on her way to a tenth straight win?Anna Stone laughs as the crowd sort of boos her. Some medical personnel enter to help Kadri Ilves walk backstage as Anna Stone continues to talk.
Anna Stone
You know what I’m tired of though? It’s being called the New Blood Champion. I mean seriously how stupid is that? I’m not new blood. I’ve been with this company since the beginning. I’ve been wrestling for four months here now. I hate being called the New Blood Champ. And I hate the stupid belt.
Anna Stone tosses the belt down on the ground in front of her. Anna Stone
So I talked to Brandon, and we worked something out. Karly Zedic and Lillian Taylor walk out from backstage. Lillian Taylor is holding a sledgehammer, while Karly Zedic is holding something concealed underneath a black cover. They walk into the ring and stand beside Anna Stone Rick – What do you think is under that cover Matt?
Matt – No idea, but why do they need a sledgehammer?Anna Stone grabs the sledgehammer and brings it down on the New Blood Championship, cracking it. She continues to smash it with the hammer until it is broken into many pieces. Anna Stone, Karly Zedic and Lillian Shark kick the broken pieces of the New Blood Title out of the ring. Anna Stone
No longer will I have to say that I hold the same championship that Steel Angel or Alison Williams once held. I don’t want to be in that same discussion. That title is dead. As of right now, you can call me Anna Stone, the first ever Queen of Wrestling.Karly Zedic pulls off the cover off of the thing she is holding and hands it to Anna Stone, who raises the object in the air.  Rick – Hey, that’s a new title belt!
Matt – IWF finally has a women’s title!
Rick – And not just any title, but the Queen of Wrestling Championship!Anna Stone wraps the new title belt around her waist and exits the ring with Karly Zedic and Lillian Taylor. The three women walk backstage, laughing with each other, as the show fades to a video package. | |
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| The show comes back from commercial to show the Hawk’s Nest structure set up around the ring Rick- And we’re back!
Matt- And now we begin the portion of the evening where everything gets cranked up to “crazy” in terms of violence!
Rick- Hawk’s Nest followed by two Isolation Dome matches?! I’d certainly say that things are going to get fucking brutal out here!The camera pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is standing just outside the ring. Heather Thompson- The following match is a Hawk’s Nest Match and it is for the IWF Full Throttle Championship! Introducing first…"World to Burn" by Rev Theory blasts out of the house PA system as Chuck Matthews walks out from backstage Heather Thompson- From Chicago, Illinois…Weighing in at 225 Pounds…Chuck Matthews!
Rick- I haven’t quite figured something out, Matt
Matt- What’s that?
Rick- What the HELL is wrong with Chuck Matthews?
Matt- He’s been on a three match losing streak since helping Team IWF at the IWF vs. WEW Pay Per View…
Rick- And yet, he somehow managed to end up with a Full Throttle Title match?Chuck Matthews walks down the entrance ramp, completely ignoring the fans on either side of the isle. When he gets down to the ring, Chuck Matthews leaps up onto the ring apron and ducks in between the ring ropes Heather Thompson- And his opponent…
KAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!The arena goes pitch black and after a second search lights turn on. They race around the arena and flash following the music. I tear on the leash
That keeps me contained and controlled
Let me go, I want to break free
And fight my way out of this holePyro shoots up from the stage and all the search lights point towards the stage where Jason Hawk stands with his arms spread out wide and a big smile on his face. He lowers his arms as the lights come back on. Heather Thompson- From San Diego, California…Weighing in at 210 Pounds…He is the reigning and defending IWF Full Throttle Champion…Jason Hawk!
Rick- Here comes the birdman himself
Matt- That’s it?! That’s all you’re going to say about Jason Hawk?!
Rick- What else is there to say?
Matt- HE’S ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS!
Rick- Fine, then you give him an entrance
Matt- FINE! HERE COMES THE GREATEST HIGH FLYER IN THE HISTORY OF ANY PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING PROMOTION EVER! THE KEY TO EXTRAORDINARY! THE MASTER OF THE IMPOSSIBLE! THE FLAME OF THE FREE! THE GREATEST FULL THROTTLE CHAMPION EVER!
Rick- …also the biggest Ego Tripping Asshole ever…
Matt- WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!
One last hope
To rise and break away
Above the fading line
Way beyond the ties that bind
This I know
The risk is worth the gain
It's worth the sacrifice
Way beyond the ties that bind Jason starts to walk down the ramp. He high-fives every single fan in arms reach before he stops and looks down at the ring. He smirks and runs towards the ring. Jason jumps onto the apron and then leaps up onto a turnbuckle. Jason forms his hand into a gun and aims it at his temple. He pulls the trigger then quickly throws his arms to the side again before moonsaulting into the ring. I run but the chains
Pull me right back to the floor
You control, rattle the cage
I won't be your slave anymoreJason runs to the ropes. He rebounds then stops in the middle of the ring. He leans forward slaps the mat then looks out at the fans as he throws his arms to the side again sending golden pyro shooting up from the turnbuckles. One last hope
To rise and break away
Above the fading line
Way beyond the ties that bind
This I know
The risk is worth the gain
It's worth the sacrifice
Way beyond the ties that bindThe ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell Full Throttle Championship
Hawk's Nest Match
Jason Hawk [vs.] Chuck Matthews
[Ding, Ding, Ding!]Chuck Matthews rushes out of his corner, looking to deliver a massive spear to Jason Hawk. Jason Hawk drops down to the canvas, causing Chuck Matthews to rush right past Jason Hawk Rick- Chuck looking for that Hollywood Impact early on
Matt- But Jason was too quick! HA!Chuck Matthews manages to catch himself before he goes flying out of the ring and gets his hands up at the last second. Chuck Matthews reaches out and grabs the ring ropes, stopping his momentum. Chuck Matthews then turns around and is met by a swift leg kick by Jason Hawk. Chuck Matthews grabs his knee and attempts to hold it but Jason Hawk kicks Chuck Matthews’ leg once more, this time catching Chuck Matthews’ wrist and forearm with the kick as well Rick- Nice set of kicks there by Jason
Matt- PICTURE PERFECT KICKS IS WHAT I THINK YOU MEANT TO SAY
Rick- …Why are you yelling?
Matt- I’M JUST SO PANTS SHITTINGLY EXCITED FOR MY BEST FRIEND JASON TO BE BACK IN THE RING!Chuck Matthews turns around, clutching his leg in pain. Jason Hawk quickly rushes in and grabs Chuck Matthews’ arms. Jason Hawk then hooks both of Chuck Matthews’ arms and drills Chuck Matthews with a Hawk’s Wings Rick- Hawk’s Wings!
Matt- BRILLIANT MOVE! AWESOME!Jason Hawk slowly gets to his feet, clutching his notoriously injured back. Jason Hawk walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and begins to climb up the turnbuckle. Rick- Jason looking to capitalize on the situation
Matt- AND HE’LL DO IT TOO! I JUST KNOW IT1 JASON IS JUST SO AWESOME! FUCK YEAH! LUCK IS FOR LOSERS! WOOOOO
Rick- I seriously fucking hate youJason Hawk climbs to the top turnbuckle and then reaches out and grabs the steel Hawk’s Nest support. Jason Hawk then begins to slowly climb the Hawk’s Nest support. Meanwhile, in the ring, Chuck Matthews slowly rolls over and begins to push himself up to his feet Rick- Jason better climb faster…
Matt- GO JASON GO!As Chuck Matthews begins to draw himself up to his feet, Chad Mason and his team leap over the security barricade. Chad, Beno, and Darren slide into the ring while Ruby, Claude, and Marcus go underneath the ring and begin to rummage around. Rick- What the fuck is this?!
Matt- THESE ASS CLOWNS BETTER NOT BE HERE TO FUCK WITH JASON’S IMPENDING VICTORY!Chad begins to direct traffic. Before Chuck Matthews can even react, he runs over and spears Chuck Matthews Rick- WHAT?!
Matt- HOLLYWOOD IMPACT ON CHUCK!!!Chad gets to his feet and claps his hands together, as if brushing off dust. He looks down at Chuck, smirking. Rick- CHAD MASON IS AT IT AGAIN!
Matt- MY OTHER BESTEST BUDDY! WOO WOO WOO!Chad motions to Beno and Darren, who begin stomping Chuck into the mat. Rick - Why are they attacking Chuck?
Matt- I have no idea but look at Jason!While Chad Mason, Darren Spanos, and Beno continue beating Chuck Matthews down, Jason Hawk finishes climbing to the top of the Hawk’s Nest support. Jason Hawk slowly begins to walk towards the Hawk Box, which is hanging from the middle of the X formed by the platforms on top of the Hawk’s Nest supports Rick- Jason is going for the Full Throttle Title
Matt- He’d be stupid not to! Chuck is being pummeled by Chad and companyIn the ring, Chad Mason points to Beno and says something. Beno nods and then leans down and drags Chuck Matthews up to his feet. Beno then kicks Chuck Matthews in the gut, doubling Chuck Matthews over. Beno then lifts Chuck Matthews up in, holding him there for a second, before bringing Chuck Matthews crashing down with a massive sit down dominator Rick- BENO BOMB!
Matt- The same move that took James Shark out earlier tonight! Chuck has already suffered a Hawk’s Wings, a Mason Tackle, and now a Beno Bomb?! What next?!Marcus, Claude, and Ruby suddenly pull out tables and chairs, which they slide into the ring. Rick- Marcus Silverstone, Ruby Winters and Claude Olso bringing weapons into the match…
Matt- This is a new guy revolution!
Rick- This is anarchy is what it is!Marcus Silverstone, Ruby Winters and Claude Olso slide into the ring. Meanwhile, Chad Mason points at Ruby Winters and Claude Olso and yells something at them. Ruby Winters and Claude Olso nod and begin to set up a table in the middle of the ring. They then place a second table on top of the first table. Rick- This is going to be very, very bad…
Matt- I’d say that’s an understatement…Chad Mason then turns and nods at Darren Spanos. A wicked grin appears on Darren Spanos’ face as he leans down and grabs Chuck Matthews. Darren Spanos kicks Chuck Matthews in the gut, doubling Chuck Matthews over. Darren Spanos then reels Chuck Matthews in. Darren Spanos then leaps into the air, delivering a massive flipping piledriver to Chuck Matthews Rick- South African Blast!
Matt- Chuck is going to dead by the time these hyenas finish!Chad Mason points, first at Marcus Silverstone, and then to the top turnbuckle. Marcus Silverstone nods, turns, and begins to walk over to the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Claude Oslo has managed to drag Chuck Matthews to his feet. Chad Mason and Beno both grab a steel chair and walk over to Claude Oslo. Chad Mason and Beno set the chairs up so that both steel chairs are folded open and are touching each other. Claude Oslo then grabs Chuck Matthews, lifts Chuck Matthews up, and delivers a Lightning Spiral that drives Chuck Matthews spine first through the steel chairs, snapping the steel chairs in half Rick- GOOD GOD! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
Matt-TRAUMA!!Chad Mason drags Chuck Matthews’ lifeless body up, holding Chuck Matthews in the standing position. Meanwhile, Ruby Winters points at Darren Spanos. Ruby Winters then points at one of the broken steel chairs. Darren Spanos nods and grabs one of the broken steel chairs. Darren Spanos holds the steel chair up so that the broken seat is inches away from Chuck Matthews’ face. Ruby Winters then leans back, measures Chuck Matthews, and then springs forward, delivering a massive Chick Kick that drives the steel chair into Chuck Matthews’ face. Chad Mason ducks at the last second, causing Chuck Matthews to take the full force of the kick right in the face Rick- BEAUTY SLEEP!
Matt- …this is getting graphic…Chuck Matthews lies on the canvas, his nose clearly broken. Chuck Matthews’ face begins to swell up, an indicator that his orbital bones are both broken. Meanwhile, above the ring, Jason Hawk finally gets to the Hawk Box. Jason Hawk reaches down, unlocks the Hawk Box, and then pulls out the Full Throttle Title. Rick- Jason Hawk manages to finally unlock the Hawk Box
Matt- JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! JASON RETAINS! THIS IS THE GREATEST DAY IN THE HISTORY OF ANYTHING! JASON HAWK FOR THE WIN! JASON HAWK FOR EVERYTHING CHAMPION OF EVERYTHING!The camera cuts over just in time to show Rick Christian cock back and punch Matt Biggars in the face. The force of the blow sends Matt Biggars flying out of his announcer’s chair and onto the floor Rick- SHUT THE FUCK UP!The ref calls for the bell [Ding, Ding, Ding!]
Heather Thompson- Here is your winner and STILL Full Throttle Champion…Jason Hawk!Meanwhile, back in the ring, Chad Mason and his group have managed to drag Chuck Matthews over to Marcus Silverstone, who is still perched atop the top turnbuckle. Marcus Silverstone ducks underneath Chuck Matthews’ arm, setting Chuck Matthews up in the Rock Bottom position. Rick- Now what?!
Matt- I don’t know but Marcus Silverstone has already made a massive impact here tonight…and I don’t think he’s done yetMarcus Silverstone suddenly leaps off the top turnbuckle with Chuck Matthews. Marcus Silverstone delivers a massive Rock Bottom to Chuck Matthews, driving Chuck Matthews through both tables Rick- GROUND ZERO!
Matt- THROUGH TWO TABLES!Chad looks up at Jason, who watches the carnage from the top of the Hawk’s Nest structure. Matt - DON’T GO NEAR HIM!
Rick - You want to get hit again?Chad looks to the rest of the team. Claude, Darren, and Beno, move to three of the four posts holding up the Hawk’s Nest. After removing himself from the wreckage of the tables, Marcus Silverstone slowly crawls over to the last remaining turnbuckle and grabs the support beam of the Hawk’s Nest structure. Meanwhile, on the top of the Hawk’s Nest, Jason stands up and watches as the four men begin dismantling the structure at the supports. Rick - This is not good.
Matt - DON’T DO IT!Ruby and Chad slide out of the ring, and, after rooting around underneath the ring, toss sledgehammers to the four men. They immediately begin smashing the hammers into the posts supporting the structure. Jason looks around frantically for a way off. Rick - They’re trying to bring the entire thing down!Marcus drives the hammer into a support beam, bending it. The weight of the structure immediately causes the bend to get worse as the entire Hawk’s Nest begins to cave. On the opposite end of the ring, Beno manages a similar feat, bending the supports just enough for the weight of the structure to bear down on the steel. The four men slide out of the ring just as the supports give way completely, and the Hawk’s Nest crumples, and comes crashing down. “HOLY SHIT!
"HOLY SHIT!"
"HOLY SHIT!”
Matt - THEY BROUGHT DOWN THE HAWK’S NEST!
Rick - Chuck Matthews was still in the ring! He’s buried under the whole damn thing! Two tons of steel just came down on top of him!
Matt - Fuck Chuck, look at Jason!Jason drops the Full Throttle Title as the structure collapses, and leaps and grabs a support cable used to lower the Hawk’s Nest in place. Jason dangles from the cable, hanging above the ring and the carnage below. He looks up the cable towards the rafters. The cable slowly begins to rise, carrying Jason away from the ring, and up towards the ceiling. Rick - Jason escaped! Who knows what these guys would have done to him if he fell!Chad smirks, and slides into the ring. He walks on top of the twisted metal and glass that made up the Hawk’s Nest, and makes his way to the center of the heap, where the Full Throttle Title lies across a steel plate. He picks it up, smirking, and raises the belt high above his head. Around the ring, the rest of Natural Law applauds as the crowd stares, stunned. Rick - Chuck is buried under the Hawk’s Nest, Jason is nowhere to be seen, and Chad Mason just led a crusade to take both men out…and steal the Full Throttle Title.
Matt - THIS MAKES NO SENSE!The crowd stares in silence at Chad as the show cuts to commercial ------------------------------------------------------------  Sorry Britney…  …But Ruby Winters looks far better in latex than you do ------------------------------------------------------------ The show comes back from commercial to show the Isolation Dome, which is already set up around the outside of the ring. Outside of the ring are two pairs of refs who are standing by two massive power generators. Long wires and cables extend from the generators to the chain link walls of the Isolation Dome Rick- There it is ladies and gentlemen…the Isolation Dome…only two matches have ever been contested inside of the Isolation Dome
Matt- Last year the ill-fated Irish Insurgency Army fell to the Right Honorable Gentlemen…
Rick- Sort of haha. Brandon Macdonald ended up carrying the RHG through most of the match and then laid out members of both groups after the match, thus forcing both groups to disband
Matt- Well yeah…but the other match was a pretty good match
Rick- Last year’s main event saw Corey Casey give up his shot at the IWF World Heavyweight Title to take on Nick Ridicule inside of the Isolation Dome
Matt- Although CC dominated most of the match, Nick managed to emerge from the match with a hard earned pinfall victory over his hated foe
Rick- Tonight, history will be written once more as four more competitors step into the intimidating Isolation DomeThe camera pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is standing outside of the Isolation Dome Heather Thompson- The following match is an Isolation Dome match and it is for the IWF Unified High Impact Championship! A combatant may only win by pinfall. Introducing first…
Voices in the air
I hear ‘em loud and clear
Telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen"Invincible" begins playing over the P.A System, Cody Taylor comes out flinging his hands up in the air with an intense look on his face as Team Blackout follow behind him, holding one half of the IWF Tag Team Championship and the TIW World Heavyweight Championship up in the air. Heather Thompson- From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 245 Pounds…He is one half of the IWF World Tag Team Champions…Cody Taylor!
Rick- There is a LOT of bad blood that’s about to be spilled in this match up
Matt- That might be the single greatest understatement in the history of mankind…Robbie Hart and Cody Taylor have a pure, unadulterated hatred for one another
Rick- The Isolation Dome hasn’t seen two men who hate each other so vehemently since Nick Ridicule and Corey Casey went to war inside the Isolation Dome one year agoCody makes a one Signal with his finger before making his way down the ramp ignoring the fan's who are booing him, before allowing a small smirk to appear on his face as his Trainer Mick runs and Holds open the door to the Isolation Dome for Cody. Cody Taylor bumps gloves with the members of Team Blackout before climbing the ringside steps and entering the Isolation Dome. Cody Taylor goes over to the ring ropes and flips the crowd off, jawing at the fans in the front row on the other side of the Isolation Dome Heather Thompson- And his opponent…The lights in the jarring anticipating arena, switch instantly to black. The voice of a woman creeps itself over the P.A. system... "The poor stay poor, the rich get richer It's just so disproportionate"The heavy rhythm of "Above the Law" by Bad Meets Evil takes the place of the Women's soft voice, as a highlight package of Robbie Hart begins to play on the screen of the Jumbo Tron. The crowd motion in the crowd resembles that of a "wave"... as the crowd all rise to their feet, directing all eyes to the entry way. "Sometimes life seems so unfortunate ...
That's why I don't give a shit ...
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer ...
It's just so disproportionate ...
You don't know just what I go through ...
That's why I would rather show you ...
Just how far that I can take it ...
Every rule, I'm breakin' it ..."A figure comes shooting up from the bottom of the stage, as "The Degenerate King" stomps his way onto the entrance ramp, causing a huge hurl of cheer's from the audience in attendance. The crowd stand in shock, trying desperatly to get a view of The son of a legend. Heather Thompson- From Las Vegas, Nevada…Weighing in at 176 pounds…He is the reigning and defending IWF Unified High Impact Champion…Representing Upper Limit…Robbie Hart!
Rick- This is going to be a fucking bloodbath!
Matt- These two men have brutalized each other, both mentally and physically, over the last few months. This is going to be a fucking knockdown, drag out brawl
Rick- Folks, this match is NOT going to be for the faint hearted…
Matt- This is gonna get bloody REAL quick believe that, especially cause of the new additions to the Isolation Dome!
Rick- that’s right, Matt. This year there are four pods in the Isolation Dome…however, instead of having competitors in them, two of the pods are filled with a wide array of weapons!
Matt- While the other two pods have steel chairs in them! But not just any steel chairs! These steel chairs have been bolted to the Isolation Dome’s floor and wired up to connect the electrically charged chain link walls of the Isolation Dome to the steel chair!
Rick- Effectively we have two electric chairs wired up and ready to be used inside the Isolation Dome, folks
"Tear-able, but not rip-able, invincible, I hung invisible ...
Fuckin' mistletoe all over the world, I stuck my ass up under it ...
Now pucker up them lips and kiss it hoes ...
Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go ...
The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches this is no, joke ...
Goin' overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke ...
Cough from all the smoke, I'm tryna stay on fire ...
So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers, I don't love the hose ...
Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face ...
Back in that bitch, smother that little motherfucker 'til it suffocates ...
You! had long enough of a wait ..."Robbie Hart suddenly bursts out from backstage. Instead of going through his normal pre-entrance ritual, Robbie Hart sprints headlong down to the ring. As soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps up and lands on the ringside steps. Robbie Hart only pauses long enough to toss the IWF Unified High Impact Championship aside and slam the Isolation Dome’s door shut behind him before he turns, leaps up onto the top rope, and springs at Cody Taylor, driving Cody Taylor down to the canvas with a springboard clothesline Rick- And here we go!
Matt- Fuck yeah!The ref looks outside at the stage hands circling the ring. The stage hands power the generators on, causing the lights to blink a few times as the loud hum of the generators echoes throughout the arena. The ref then calls for the bell IWF Unified High Impact Championship
Isolation Dome Match
Robbie Hart [vs.] Cody Taylor
[Ding, Ding, Ding!]Robbie Hart lands on top of Cody Taylor and begins raining blows down on top of Cody Taylor. The ref rushes over and tries to pry the top men apart but Robbie Hart shoves the ref away and dives right back on top of Cody Taylor and continues to land blows on Cody Taylor’s head and neck Rick- Why the hell is the ref thinking??
Matt- He has no rhyme or reason to try and stop this beating! There are no fucking rules inside the Isolation Dome!Robbie Hart eventually pulls himself off of Cody Taylor and looks around at the four pods that sit in the corners of the Isolation Dome. Robbie Hart then turns and looks back down at Cody Taylor. Robbie Hart walks over to Cody Taylor, leans down, and drags Cody Taylor up to his feet. Robbie Hart then kicks Cody Taylor in the gut, doubling Cody Taylor over. Robbie Hart then Irish whips Cody Taylor hard to the ring ropes. Cody Taylor hits the ring ropes and comes running back at Robbie Hart. At the last second, Robbie Hart drops down and does a split, causing Cody Taylor to go running right over Robbie Hart. Cody Taylor hits the ropes on the other side of the ring and comes running back at Robbie Hart. As soon as Cody Taylor gets close enough, Robbie Hart flips up to his feet and leaps backwards, connecting a Pele kick that drills Cody Taylor in the back of the skull Rick- Beautiful kick by Robbie Hart
Matt- Robbie Hart has been all business since the opening bell, Rick. Cody Taylor needs to hit something big to keep Robbie at bayRobbie Hart climbs up to his feet. Robbie Hart turns around and grabs Cody Taylor by the right ankle. Robbie Hart then drags Cody Taylor over to the ring ropes and places Cody Taylor so that Cody Taylor is resting on his armpits on the second rope. Robbie Hart then turns and runs to the opposite side of the ring, bouncing off the far ropes in order to gain momentum. Robbie Hart then comes running back at Cody Taylor, who is still slouched over the second rope. As soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps into the air, making sure to grab the top and 2nd rope. Robbie Hart then swings around, looking to connect a 619 on the prone Cody Taylor. However, Cody Taylor manages to drop down at the last second, causing Robbie Hart to spin right back into the ring. Before Robbie Hart can fully recover, Cody Taylor manages to get to his feet and wrap his arms around Robbie Hart’s waist. Cody Taylor then hoists Robbie Hart up and throws Robbie Hart right out of the ring with a German suplex. Robbie Hart lands hard on his back on the metal grating that is just outside the ring Rick- Nice counter by Cody!
Matt- And just like that Cody is right back in this thing!Cody Taylor lays motionless in the ring for a few moments, catching his breath. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Robbie Hart is clutching his lower back in pain. Cody Taylor slowly gets to his feet and ducks outside of the ring Rick- This is where things get dangerous, Matt
Matt- Absolutely. Both men are out on that metal grating with that electrified chain link wall looming rather closeCody Taylor walks over to Robbie Hart, who is slowly getting up to his feet. Cody Taylor leans down and grabs both of Robbie Hart’s arms. Cody Taylor then turns slightly so that way his back is facing one of the pods filled with weapons. Cody Taylor then lifts Robbie Hart and then slams Robbie Hart down with a double underhook suplex. Robbie Hart hits the metal grating outside the ring right before his lower body slams into the plexiglass walls of the pod Rick- Cody Taylor with a massive power move right there
Matt- Cody is methodical, he has a vast MMA style background and is more than happy to break you down bit by bit at his own paceCody Taylor walks over to Robbie Hart, who is, once again, clutching his lower back. Cody Taylor grabs Robbie Hart’s leg and places Robbie Hart’s right ankle on the bottom rope. Cody Taylor then stomps down on Robbie Hart’s right ankle, causing Robbie Hart to scream out in pain Rick- A sound strategy here by Cody
Matt- Take out the high flier’s legs and you take out Robbie’s entire offensive strategyCody Taylor stomps down on Robbie Hart’s right ankle a second time, eliciting a second cry of pain from Robbie Hart. Cody Taylor then leans down and drags Robbie Hart up to his feet. However, Robbie Hart suddenly breaks Cody Taylor’s hold on Robbie Hart, surprising Cody Taylor. Robbie Hart then delivers two swift leg kicks, causing Cody Taylor to reach down and grab his right knee. Robbie Hart then takes a few steps backwards and, without pausing for too long, Robbie Hart runs at Cody Taylor As soon as Robbie Hart gets close enough, he leaps into the air, looking to connect a flying forearm smash. However, Cody Taylor manages to reach out and grab Robbie Hart around the waist. Cody Taylor then flings Robbie Hart backwards, sending Robbie Hart crashing through the plexiglass wall of the weapons pod Rick- HOLY SHIT!
Matt- ROBBIE GETS THROWN RIGHT THE FUCK THROUGH THAT PLEXIGLASS WALL!Cody Taylor climbs to his feet and turns around, surveying the damage. He then turns back around and stares directly at the camera Cody Taylor
Bitch, you can’t stop me!Cody Taylor then turns back to the weapons pod. Suddenly, when Cody Taylor is only a mere foot away from the weapons pod, a whistling noise is heard followed by a series of 4 bright lights. The bright lights strike Cody Taylor in the chest, causing Cody Taylor to scream in pain Rick- What the fuck?!
Matt- I have no idea what…As the last of the bright lights drills Cody Taylor in the chest, Cody Taylor drops to his knees, clutching his chest in pain. Robbie Hart slowly emerges from the weapons pod…holding a smoking Roman Candle tube Rick- ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!
Matt- HAHAHAHAHA! A ROMAN CANDLE! THAT’S AWESOME!Robbie Hart throws the empty Roman Candle tube aside and runs at Cody Taylor, who is still on his knees gripping his chest in agony. As soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps into the air and lands with his legs around Cody Taylor’s shoulders. Robbie Hart then spins and spikes Cody Taylor, skull first, into the metal grating with a hurricanranna DDT Rick- Gorgeous move by Robbie Hart!
Matt- HURRICANRANNA DDT’S FTW!Robbie Hart climbs to his feet and, after casting a glance down at Cody Taylor, Robbie Hart walks back over to the weapons pod. Robbie Hart pulls out a table, which he then sets up so that it is leaning against the electrified chain link wall of the Isolation Dome Rick- Robbie setting that table up in a dangerous position
Matt- This is going to be epic!Robbie Hart finishing positioning the table before the turns sees that Cody Taylor is slowly getting up to his feet. Robbie Hart quickly sprints over to Cody Taylor and, as soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps into the air. Robbie Hart executes a full back flip before he comes crashing down on Cody Taylor’s exposed back with a running shooting star splash that drives Cody Taylor back down to the metal grating Rick- Robbie Hart is one hell of an athlete, that’s for damn sure
Matt- Executing moves like that requires an extreme amount of leg strength and agility, both qualities that Robbie Hart possesses in spades!Robbie Hart stands up, leans down, and grabs Cody Taylor by the ankle. Robbie Hart then drags Cody Taylor over to the space between the table, which is still leaning up against the electrified chain link wall of the Isolation Dome, and the ring ropes. Robbie Hart then leans down and pulls Cody Taylor up to his feet. Robbie Hart then kicks Cody Taylor in the gut, causing Cody Taylor to double over. Robbie Hart then goes to Irish whip Cody Taylor to the ring ropes but Cody Taylor reverses the momentum, sending Robbie Hart to the ring ropes. Robbie Hart hits the ring ropes and runs the short distance back towards Cody Taylor. Cody Taylor bends over, looking to connect a backbody drop on Robbie Hart. However, Robbie Hart leaps up at the last second and wraps his legs around Cody Taylor’s sides, looking to connect a flipping slam. However, Cody Taylor grabs Robbie Hart’s legs and spins around quickly. Cody Taylor then throws Robbie Hart through the table and right into the electrified chain link wall of the Isolation Dome. The lights in the arena begin to flicker wildly as Robbie Hart screams out in agony, his body jerking violently “HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”After a few moments, Robbie Hart drops down to the metal grating, his body still jerking wildly as the electricity finishes pulsating through his body Rick- HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT!
Matt- Electrified Hart anyone?!Cody Taylor crawls over to Robbie Hart and hooks Robbie Hart’s leg Rick- Can Cody even score a pinfall out on the metal grating?!Inside the ring, the ref shrugs and drops down and begins counting Matt- I guess so!
-1-
-2…Robbie Hart kicks out Rick- I just thought of something
Matt- What’s that?
Rick- It’s been like 15-20 minutes…AND THAT WAS THE FIRST PINFALL ATTEMPT BY EITHER MAN!
Matt- Oh yeah, this is going to be one of THOSE matchesCody Taylor climbs to his feet and walks over to the pod with the electrified steel chair sitting in it. Cody Taylor slides the door of the pod open, turns around, and back over to Robbie Hart. Cody Taylor leans down and grabs Robbie Hart’s leg and begins to pull Robbie Hart over to the pod with the electrified chair in it Rick- Cody keeping up on the offense
Matt- We could see our first electric chair victim here!Cody Taylor manages to drag Robbie Hart most of the way towards the pod with the electrified chair in it before Robbie Hart lashes out with his legs, delivering a few kicks to Cody Taylor’s arm and chest. Cody Taylor releases Robbie Hart and stumbles back a few steps, allowing Robbie Hart time to get to his feet. Cody Taylor suddenly bull rushes Robbie Hart, looking to spear Robbie Hart right into the electrified steel chair. However, at the last minute, Robbie Hart drops down and brings Cody Taylor down with a drop toe hold. Cody Taylor immediately drops down and his upper chest and head land on the electrified steel chair. Again the lights in the arena begin to flicker wildly as Cody Taylor’s entire body jerks violently as the electric current courses through his veins “THIS IS AWESOME!”
*CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
*CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
Rick- HOLY SHIT!
Matt- CODY JUST GOT THE ELECTRIC CHAIR!Cody Taylor violently twitches and manages to separate himself from the electrified chair. Robbie Hart turns and walks over to the weapons pod and pulls out a step ladder. He then brings that over to the metal grating area right on the other side of the middle of the ring ropes. Robbie Hart then walks over to Cody Taylor, who is still seizing and twitching. Robbie Hart leans down and drags Cody Taylor up to his feet. Robbie Hart then throws Cody Taylor back into the ring. Cody Taylor hurtles through the ring ropes and lands on his back near the ring ropes in the center of the ring. Robbie Hart then grabs the step ladder, leans over, and throws the step ladder as hard as he can at Cody Taylor. The step ladder drills Cody Taylor in the chest. Robbie Hart then grabs the top rope, leaps into the air, and connects a slingshot somersault senton that drives the step ladder into the already wounded chest of Cody Taylor Rick- Robbie Hart connecting an amazing diving move there
Matt- And he crushed that step ladder into the chest of Cody Taylor!Robbie Hart hooks Cody Taylor’s legs as the ref drops down and begins to count -1-
-2-
-3…Cody Taylor kicks out at the last second Rick- So close!
Matt- Cody and Robbie have both taken a massive amount of punishment thus far in this match!Robbie Hart slowly gets to his feet and casts a glance over at the turnbuckle. Robbie Hart turns and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and begins to climb to the top Rick- What is Robbie thinking here
Matt- What is Robbie ALWAYS thinking? He’s gonna fly!Robbie Hart makes it to the top of the turnbuckle and looks out at Cody Taylor, who is still lying motionless in the ring. Robbie Hart shakes his head and turns back around and climbs to the top of the nearest pod Rick- Woah…that’s a long way down…
Matt- Not to mention Robbie has to be careful he doesn’t touch the walls or the ceiling of the Isolation Dome!Robbie Hart looks down at Cody Taylor from the top of the pod. Robbie Hart flips Cody Taylor off and screams at Cody Taylor Robbie Hart
FUCK YOU!Robbie Hart then launches himself off the top of the pod, executing a shooting star press. However at the last minute, Cody Taylor manages to move the step ladder off of his chest and roll out of the way, causing Robbie Hart to shooting star press the step ladder “HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
Rick- HOLY SHIT IS RIGHT! DID YOU SEE THAT?!
Matt- ROBBIE HART JUST…JUST….FUCK DUDE!Both Robbie Hart and Cody Taylor lay motionless on the canvas, both men in an extreme amount of pain. A replay is shown on the titantron of Robbie Hart shooting star pressing the step ladder. The camera focuses in on the faces of a few of the fans, who are visibly shaken and concerned about Robbie Hart’s health as Robbie Hart is shown again and again crashing chest first into the step ladder Rick- The capacity crowd here at the TD Bank Garden is speechless!
Matt- And getting people from Boston to SHUT UP is no easy feat!Slowly….very slowly…both men drag themselves over to the ring ropes. Cody Taylor is the first man up, still gripping his chest in pain. Cody Taylor grits his teeth as he turns and begins to walk over to where Robbie Hart is trying his best to achieve a standing position Rick- There is no quit in either of these men!
Matt- I can’t tell if it’s adrenaline, stupidity, or pure hatred that is keeping these guys coming back for more!Cody Taylor walks over to Robbie Hart and reaches out and spins Robbie Hart around. Cody Taylor then delivers a series of punches that sends Robbie Hart staggering back until he is basically leaning over the top rope in an attempt to protect himself from the blows. Cody Taylor then lashes out and kicks Robbie Hart in the gut, doubling Robbie Hart over. Cody Taylor then locks in an inverted facelock which he then spins into a DDT Rick- TAYLOR TREATMENT!
Matt- THIS ONE IS OVER FOR SURE!Cody Taylor drops down on top of Robbie Hart, effectively pinning Robbie Hart. The ref drops down and begins to count -1-
-2-
-3…As the ref’s hand is centimeters away from slapping the canvas for the 3rd and final time, Robbie Hart’s shoulder shoots up Rick- THAT’S…
Matt- NO! ROBBIE KICKED OUT!Cody Taylor rolls off of Robbie Hart, a look of utter disbelief etched deeply into his features. He shakes his head and reaches up and grabs fistfuls of his own hair Rick- Cody can’t believe it!
Matt- I don’t blame him! I didn’t think Robbie had it in him but somehow, someway, Robbie Hart managed to kick out!Cody Taylor manages to get to his feet, a look of disbelief still on his face. Cody Taylor looks over at the weapons pod on the other side of the Isolation Dome and a wicked smile spreads across his face. Cody Taylor walks over to the ropes on the far side of the ring and ducks out of the ring. Cody Taylor then walks over to the weapons pod and slides the door open. After searching for a bit, Cody Taylor pulls out a staple gun, which he holds high over his head Rick- What the fuck does Cody Taylor have?
Matt- I believe that is an industrial strength staple gun
Rick- Oh good…Cody Taylor, still wielding the industrial strength staple gun, ducks into the ring and walks over to Robbie Hart. Cody Taylor leans down and grabs Robbie Hart by his hair and forces Robbie Hart up into a seated position. Cody Taylor then lifts the industrial strength staple gun high over his head before he places the staple gun flush against Robbie Hart’s skull. Cody Taylor then winks at the camera before a loud “POP” is heard and Robbie Hart screams in pain. Cody Taylor pulls the trigger of the staple gun three more times before he allows Robbie Hart to collapse to the canvas “YOU SICK FUCK!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”
Rick- I agree with these fans…Cody Taylor IS a sick fuck!
Matt- This match has gotten out of fucking control!Cody Taylor looks down at Robbie Hart, who is bleeding from the puncture marks left by the staples entering his skull. Cody Taylor throws the staple gun aside and walks back over to the weapons pod outside of the ring. After digging around for a moment, Cody Taylor pulls out a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, a can of lighter fluid, and a book of matches Rick- …
Matt- …uh…Cody Taylor brings the items back into the ring. Cody Taylor then lays the barbed wire wrapped steel chair on the ground before grabbing the book of matches and the lighter fluid. Cody Taylor then squirts the entire can of lighter fluid onto the barbed wire wrapped steel chair. After draining the can, Cody Taylor lights one match and then uses the lit match to light up the entire book of matches, which he then tosses onto the lighter fluid soaked steel chair wrapped in barbed wire Rick- A chair…wrapped in barbed wire…and then LIT ON FIRE?!
Matt- Hashtag Only in IWFCody Taylor carefully grabs the flaming chair wrapped in barbed wire and begins to stalk Robbie Hart, who is slowly getting to his feet, still clutching his skull in a desperate attempt to remove the staples. Robbie Hart manages to stand up and turn around…just in time to see Cody Taylor swing the flaming barbed wire wrapped chair. Robbie Hart quickly drops down and delivers a swift punch to Cody Taylor’s gut, causing Cody Taylor to drop the flaming chair wrapped in barbed wire. Robbie Hart then quickly stands up, hooks both of Cody Taylor’s arms, and delivers a double underhook DDT Rick-BROKEN!
Matt- BROKEN DDT BY ROBBIE HART ONTO THE FLAMING CHAIR WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE!Robbie Hart drops down and rolls Cody Taylor off of the flaming barbed wire wrapped steel chair. Robbie Hart then hooks both of Cody Taylor’s legs as the ref counts -1-
-2-
-3-The ref calls for the bell [Ding, Ding, Ding!]
Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…AND STILL IWF UNIFIED HIGH IMPACT CHAMPION…ROBBIE HART!!!!!!!!!
Rick- ROBBIE DID IT!
Matt- Robbie Hart avenges the loss of his unborn child with a MASSIVE victory over Cody Taylor here tonight at Isolation!Loca Rocsi walks down the entrance ramp and climbs the steps outside of the Isolation Dome. The stage hands quickly power down the generators outside of the ring and the ref allows Loca Rocsi to enter the ring. Loca Rocsi walks straight over to Robbie Hart and helps Robbie Hart up to his feet. Rick- And there is Loca Rocsi, the proud girlfriend of Robbie Hart
Matt- The happy couple celebrating Robbie’s victory tonight over the man who cost them the life of their unborn child
Rick- You know it’s nice to see true…Loca Rocsi suddenly turns and kicks Robbie Hart square in the nuts Rick- WHAT THE FUCK?!
Matt- Am I wicked high…or did I just see what I think I saw…Loca Rocsi smirks as she looks down at Robbie Hart, who is grabbing his balls and rolling around on the ground. Loca Rocsi reaches down and smiles warmly at Robbie Hart Loca Rocsi
It’ll all be over soon…Loca Rocsi suddenly grabs one of the industrial strength staples that is still lodged firmly in Robbie Hart’s skull. Loca Rocsi places her boot on Robbie Hart’s throat and rips the staple out of Robbie Hart’s skull, along with a patch of flesh from Robbie Hart’s forehead Rick- JESUS CHRIST!
Matt- LOCA JUST RIPPED ROBBIE’S FUCKING SKIN OFF!Loca Rocsi laughs cruelly as she tosses the staple aside, turns, and walks out of the Isolation Dome, leaving both Cody Taylor and Robbie Hart in agony in the middle of the ring. The camera zooms in on Loca Rocsi for a moment before the show cuts to commercial ------------------------------------------------------------  James Shark might have a 12 inch….but CC can shoot fire out of his dick… ------------------------------------------------------------ Steel Angel stands in the Isolation Dome, looking around at the structure. He holds the IWF Title in his hands, still smiling. Matt - We’re back, and…it looks like this match is happening after all!
Rick - We’ve gotten no word on the condition of James Shark. We have no idea if he’s able to compete, or if he’ll even show up.
Heather Thompson - The following is an Isolation Dome match, and it is for the IWF Championship! Introducing at this time...From San Diego, California...Weighing tonight at 220 pounds…he is the CURRENT IWF CHAMPION…STEEL ANGEL!!!!!The crowd erupts into cheers as Steel raises the IWF Championship above his head. Rick - I’m still shocked.
Matt - A HUGE victory for Steel Angel earlier tonight, continuing the tradition of briefcase holders going on to become world champions.
Rick - Now we wait for Shark…but will he show?There’s a long silence. The referee says something to Heather, who grabs her microphone. Heather Thompson - I have been informed that if Shark cannot answer the call by the ten-count, he will forfeit the match, and Steel Angel will be declared the winner. IWF World Heavyweight Championship
Isolation Dome
James Shark [vs] Steel Angel[Ding, Ding, Ding!]The referee counts. -1-
-2-
-3-
-4-Nothing happens. -5-
-6-Steel takes deep breaths, looking at his title. -7-
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-10-The referee calls for the bell. [Ding, Ding, Ding!]
Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by count out, and STILL the IWF World Heavyweight Champion…Steel Angel!
Rick – Guess Shark could not compete
Matt – And that means that Steel defends his IWF title!The referee hands the belt to Steel Angel who stands up and celebrates. Suddenly, Chad Mason and the rest of Natural Law appear out of the crowd, and circle the ring. Steel Angel drops his belt and looks ready to fight. Rick - Steel saw what these guys have been doing all night. First taking out James Shark, then hospitalizing Death-Angel, and finally burying Chuck Matthews and sending Jason Hawk scurrying. These guys set out tonight to prove they are not to be taken lightly, and they succeeded with frightening efficiency.
Matt - And the new IWF Champion knows he has nowhere to run if he’s their next target…Chad stares at Steel. He holds the Full Throttle title above his head. Steel smirks, and holds the IWF Title above his. Chad sneers at Steel, and nods to Beno and Marcus, who climb onto the ring apron. The rest of Natural Law follows. Rick – This does not look good for SteelIn the ring, Natural Law surrounds Steel, who raises his fists, looking around at them. Beno and Darren move towards Steel Angel, but Steel delivers a huge knee to Darren, and turns to send a kick to the face of Beno, driving them back. Rick - Steel is trying to fight them off on his own! This is a terrible idea!
Matt - He’s seen these guys brutalizing people all night, I think he’s had enough. He’ll even protect the guy he just beat for the title.Chad steps forward, and Steel drives a knee to his gut, then DDT’s him into the mat. Steel gets to his feet as the whole of Natural Law attacks, swarming him. Steel fights off Chad and Beno. Claude steps up behind Steel, locking in the Relief. Steel struggles break free of the hold. Rick - Steel probably regrets standing up for himself, I would have just ran
Matt - He’s the IWF Champion. He knows what he’s doing.
Rick - He’s the IWF Champion BECAUSE of these guys!Claude throws Steel Angel out of the hold, towards Darren. Darren catches Steel with the South African Blast. Matt - That’s it. He’s done.Chad steps on Steel’s chest, and rips the IWF Championship out of his hands. He stares at it for a moment, then back at Steel. Chad Mason
You’re welcome.He drops the belt across Steel’s chest, then walks out of the dome, and back up the ramp, followed by the rest of Natural Law. The group stares down the ramp at Steel, laid out in the Isolation Dome. Chad raises his belt as the show fades to black. Insurgency Wrestling Federation
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