Post by Staff on Nov 4, 2018 9:35:46 GMT -5
The scene opens up to a posh office. There's a roaring fire in an opulent fireplace nestled into a wall surrounded by bookcases loaded with rare and priceless books. Leaning at the center of an oaken desk is VPW General Manager, Vanessa Byrne, a regal smile across her face as she sips some bubbly liquid from a crystal champagne glass. Our view centers on Vanessa, delightfully British with an unmistakable scar down the right side of her face marring her otherwise gorgeous features. She gently sets the glass on the organized surface of the desk discreetly, and puts both hands back behind her for support before speaking.
Vanessa Byrne: Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome back to my office, which is seldom seen nor required to push the fantastic product that is; Valor Pro Wrestling! My name is Vanessa Byrne, and I am the General Manager of said promotion, and I'm here to make a huge announcement.
Her lips pull back into a tight smile, and there is a glint in her eye before she continues.
VB: It's what I do. And that announcement pertains to the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet Match, which will take place, for the first time ever, live on Fite TV from the Futsai Arena in Rome, Italy. After tonight, all of the participants will be marked and accounted for, and although not all of them will know their starting place in the match, they will no doubt welcome the opportunity to prove that they are the best of the best in Valor Pro.
She nods, reaching up to push back a well managed lock of hair back behind her ear.
VB: But that is another thing that I do. I recognize opportunity. I see it in places, people, and things. There is a value that comes with opportunity, and that is why, at 7 Pillars, during that gauntlet match, there will be the opportunity to become the first ever UnYielding Champion.
She leaned forward now, stepping to the side to reveal a new, shiny, championship belt sitting against a white matte background on her desk.
Vanessa Byrne: Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome back to my office, which is seldom seen nor required to push the fantastic product that is; Valor Pro Wrestling! My name is Vanessa Byrne, and I am the General Manager of said promotion, and I'm here to make a huge announcement.
Her lips pull back into a tight smile, and there is a glint in her eye before she continues.
VB: It's what I do. And that announcement pertains to the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet Match, which will take place, for the first time ever, live on Fite TV from the Futsai Arena in Rome, Italy. After tonight, all of the participants will be marked and accounted for, and although not all of them will know their starting place in the match, they will no doubt welcome the opportunity to prove that they are the best of the best in Valor Pro.
She nods, reaching up to push back a well managed lock of hair back behind her ear.
VB: But that is another thing that I do. I recognize opportunity. I see it in places, people, and things. There is a value that comes with opportunity, and that is why, at 7 Pillars, during that gauntlet match, there will be the opportunity to become the first ever UnYielding Champion.
She leaned forward now, stepping to the side to reveal a new, shiny, championship belt sitting against a white matte background on her desk.
VB: In every company there are different championships, but one is usually recognized as the top prize in that company, which will be decided in VPW by Elina Cartel and Ace Devereux when they face one another for the undisputed Gladiator Championship. However, these 'other' belts, should not be considered lesser, and the UnYielding Championship is no different. After all, seven participants are going to go through hell to earn it, but that's just it...
She smiles coolly.
VB: The gauntlet never truly stops for this champion, as they will defend it every single show. You see, this belt is about competition. It is about opportunity. The person who carries this belt will always be on the go, always be in battle, and will always be....UNYIELDING!
Vanessa smiles again, placing her hand lovingly upon the top of the championships face.
VB: Valor Pro Wrestling fans, get ready for the gauntlet to begin.
With a wink to the camera, the scene fades to the studio of Flipping The Script.
She smiles coolly.
VB: The gauntlet never truly stops for this champion, as they will defend it every single show. You see, this belt is about competition. It is about opportunity. The person who carries this belt will always be on the go, always be in battle, and will always be....UNYIELDING!
Vanessa smiles again, placing her hand lovingly upon the top of the championships face.
VB: Valor Pro Wrestling fans, get ready for the gauntlet to begin.
With a wink to the camera, the scene fades to the studio of Flipping The Script.
Laurence Othello: What a huge announcement! Ken, we're going to have a new belt to comment over!
Kenneth Othello: The stakes were already high with the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet Match. I thought maybe the winner would be the new #1 contender, or there would be a cash prize, but now the stakes are even higher.
LO: One of the participants in that match will make history in Rome by becoming the first ever UnYielding Champion!
KO: And we have three of those participants tonight in a huge main event that is sure to knock your socks off, while we determine the final participants in our first three matches on the card.
LO: Folks, we can tell you right now this show had all the ups and downs of a roller coaster, and the twists and turns of a mystery novel.
KO: Wow, Laur......that's one way to put over that community college degree of yours.
LO: I'm sorry, Ken. I didn't realize that metaphors were outlawed on wresting recap shows. Maybe we can just get real literal, like reviewing our first freakin' match!
Kenneth Othello: The stakes were already high with the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet Match. I thought maybe the winner would be the new #1 contender, or there would be a cash prize, but now the stakes are even higher.
LO: One of the participants in that match will make history in Rome by becoming the first ever UnYielding Champion!
KO: And we have three of those participants tonight in a huge main event that is sure to knock your socks off, while we determine the final participants in our first three matches on the card.
LO: Folks, we can tell you right now this show had all the ups and downs of a roller coaster, and the twists and turns of a mystery novel.
KO: Wow, Laur......that's one way to put over that community college degree of yours.
LO: I'm sorry, Ken. I didn't realize that metaphors were outlawed on wresting recap shows. Maybe we can just get real literal, like reviewing our first freakin' match!
LO: So let’s get this started. These two, Mason Jones--
KO: “Maverick”.
LO: Right. This newcomer doesn’t have much experience in a traditional wrestling setting, but he came out with some fire.
KO: He’d better going up against Roxi.
LO: And you gotta give credit where it’s due, here.
KO: Roxi came out swinging.
A shot of Maverick swinging a huge haymaker right off the bat but Roxi ducking beneath it, gutkicking Jones and dropping him with an authoritative facebuster she turns quickly into a modified guillotine choke that catches Maverick offguard!
LO: He almost tapped!
KO: Almost but didn’t. From the onset, you could see this kid came to play.
A clip of Roxi irish whipping Mason Jones into the ropes, on the rebound he steam rolls Roxi right over with a lot of power and dares Roxi to stand up to him.
LO: Lots of fire.
KO: I love the passion in this kid. You can see it. He wants this. Wants to make an impression.
LO: And he did.
A shot shortly thereafter of Mason catching a springboard leaping cross body block from Roxi into a spinning powerslam pinning combo.
LO: Hooks the leg. Technically flawless.
KO: But Roxi isn’t going down without a fight.
A shot of Roxi swiftly kicking out and clawing her way back to her feet to drop a surprised Maverick Mason Jones down with a bulldog she transitions smoothly into a triangle choke.
KO: I’ll say this, Roxi Johnson has had her ups and downs thus far in Valor Pro, but she has used her losses to her advantage. She’s taken some rough bumps, bumps that could sideline anyone, and she’s used it to fuel her to improve.
LO: That’s a hallmark sign of a champion, Ken.
KO: Obviously, Mason Jones comes from a strong fighting background, so with each try from Roxi to ground him she ends up meeting Mason’s MMA ground and pound background head on.
A clip of Mason Jones lifting himself and Roxi up and turning the triangle choke into an impromptu fisherman’s suplex pinning combo!
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KO: Not enough for more than one, but if he’s new to pro wrestling,Maverick Mason Jones is picking it up fast.
A shot of rapid fire lefts and rights that leaves Roxi Johnson reeling before Maverick heaves Roxi onto his shoulders and drops her with a sudden and unexpectedly powerful fireman’s carry into a neckbreaker that stuns the crowd.
LO: No better way to announce your arrival to a new federation than something as definitive as that. And watch Maverick put this thing away.
A shot of the ref pounding the canvas…
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KO: And a kickout by Roxi Johnson nobody can believe.
LO: I believed it. Roxi came into this match needing to make the most of it.
KO: And she wasn’t going to be put down without giving Maverick Mason Jones one hell of a fight.
A shot of Maverick dragging her to her feet only to have Roxi shoulder block him. The heavier man budges but doesn’t go down and sends a stiff strike that knocks Roxi back, expecting to drop her, but Roxi stands right up to her and returns fire triggering a punching war that Roxi turns up a notch with a step up enziguri catching Mason Jones off guard.
LO: I mean, you can tell Roxi’s not as young as she used to be--
KO: Whoa. Shots fired.
LO: No, I’m not trying to be flip about it. She’s battleworn, and you can see sometimes when Roxi hits the outside she’s not as quick as she iused to be, but there is just so much energy to her.
KO: Experienced energy. She doesn’t spend it all frivolously.
A clip of Mason Jones stalking the outside, trying to recover and catch his breath but Roxi climbs the turnbuckle and dives out at him, catching Jones with an impressive hurricanrana that Roxi rolls through expertly, climbing to her feet to a raucous and appreciative ovation from the fans.
LO: These two managed to turn an opening match where expectations were hard to gauge into dynamite.
KO: It’s actually exciting to see. Someone with Roxi’s prowess and pedigree just bringing it against a newcomer who pretty much made this thing look like a match between two veterans.
A clip of Roxi rolling Maverick into the ring, climbing the apron and leapfrogging the ropes for a guillotine leg drop Jones rolls away from and climbs to his feet and swiftly shattering Roxi’s momentum with a running knee into a jumping knee drop.
LO: I like this guy. He’s brutal. Efficient.
KO: Valor Pro has managed to sign a lot of talent recently, and this guy is something special even amongst that crop of signings, you know?
LO: Absolutely.
A shot of Maverick Mason Jones slamming Roxi into the corner, slamming a series of stiff kicks into her midsection to wind her then forcing her up onto the turnbuckle for a superplex but Roxi pushes Mason Jones down and retaliates with a disaster kick that comes out of nowhere! Roxi goes for the cover.
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LO: A huge, hard-fought win for Roxi Johnson.
KO: With a massive gold star to Mason Jones for taking her to her limit and almost breaking it.
LO: I think anytime you face Roxi Johnson you’ve got to bring your A game, and Maverick Mason Jones did just that.
KO: But she came into this thing needing to win. She needed this, and I’m not convinced she would’ve taken a loss.
LO: I like that she had the drive to execute at the top of her game.
KO: I wouldn’t say this was the top of her game.
LO: There’s always more, but this was definitely a step in the right direction.
KO: And as for Maverick Mason Jones--
LO: Hell of a first match.
KO: Came up short.
LO: Sure, but what champion hasn’t come up short in their first match in a new company?
KO: Wise words.
LO: Always. This one was worth the price of admission. And easy 3 and a half stars.
KO: “Maverick”.
LO: Right. This newcomer doesn’t have much experience in a traditional wrestling setting, but he came out with some fire.
KO: He’d better going up against Roxi.
LO: And you gotta give credit where it’s due, here.
KO: Roxi came out swinging.
A shot of Maverick swinging a huge haymaker right off the bat but Roxi ducking beneath it, gutkicking Jones and dropping him with an authoritative facebuster she turns quickly into a modified guillotine choke that catches Maverick offguard!
LO: He almost tapped!
KO: Almost but didn’t. From the onset, you could see this kid came to play.
A clip of Roxi irish whipping Mason Jones into the ropes, on the rebound he steam rolls Roxi right over with a lot of power and dares Roxi to stand up to him.
LO: Lots of fire.
KO: I love the passion in this kid. You can see it. He wants this. Wants to make an impression.
LO: And he did.
A shot shortly thereafter of Mason catching a springboard leaping cross body block from Roxi into a spinning powerslam pinning combo.
LO: Hooks the leg. Technically flawless.
KO: But Roxi isn’t going down without a fight.
A shot of Roxi swiftly kicking out and clawing her way back to her feet to drop a surprised Maverick Mason Jones down with a bulldog she transitions smoothly into a triangle choke.
KO: I’ll say this, Roxi Johnson has had her ups and downs thus far in Valor Pro, but she has used her losses to her advantage. She’s taken some rough bumps, bumps that could sideline anyone, and she’s used it to fuel her to improve.
LO: That’s a hallmark sign of a champion, Ken.
KO: Obviously, Mason Jones comes from a strong fighting background, so with each try from Roxi to ground him she ends up meeting Mason’s MMA ground and pound background head on.
A clip of Mason Jones lifting himself and Roxi up and turning the triangle choke into an impromptu fisherman’s suplex pinning combo!
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KO: Not enough for more than one, but if he’s new to pro wrestling,Maverick Mason Jones is picking it up fast.
A shot of rapid fire lefts and rights that leaves Roxi Johnson reeling before Maverick heaves Roxi onto his shoulders and drops her with a sudden and unexpectedly powerful fireman’s carry into a neckbreaker that stuns the crowd.
LO: No better way to announce your arrival to a new federation than something as definitive as that. And watch Maverick put this thing away.
A shot of the ref pounding the canvas…
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KO: And a kickout by Roxi Johnson nobody can believe.
LO: I believed it. Roxi came into this match needing to make the most of it.
KO: And she wasn’t going to be put down without giving Maverick Mason Jones one hell of a fight.
A shot of Maverick dragging her to her feet only to have Roxi shoulder block him. The heavier man budges but doesn’t go down and sends a stiff strike that knocks Roxi back, expecting to drop her, but Roxi stands right up to her and returns fire triggering a punching war that Roxi turns up a notch with a step up enziguri catching Mason Jones off guard.
LO: I mean, you can tell Roxi’s not as young as she used to be--
KO: Whoa. Shots fired.
LO: No, I’m not trying to be flip about it. She’s battleworn, and you can see sometimes when Roxi hits the outside she’s not as quick as she iused to be, but there is just so much energy to her.
KO: Experienced energy. She doesn’t spend it all frivolously.
A clip of Mason Jones stalking the outside, trying to recover and catch his breath but Roxi climbs the turnbuckle and dives out at him, catching Jones with an impressive hurricanrana that Roxi rolls through expertly, climbing to her feet to a raucous and appreciative ovation from the fans.
LO: These two managed to turn an opening match where expectations were hard to gauge into dynamite.
KO: It’s actually exciting to see. Someone with Roxi’s prowess and pedigree just bringing it against a newcomer who pretty much made this thing look like a match between two veterans.
A clip of Roxi rolling Maverick into the ring, climbing the apron and leapfrogging the ropes for a guillotine leg drop Jones rolls away from and climbs to his feet and swiftly shattering Roxi’s momentum with a running knee into a jumping knee drop.
LO: I like this guy. He’s brutal. Efficient.
KO: Valor Pro has managed to sign a lot of talent recently, and this guy is something special even amongst that crop of signings, you know?
LO: Absolutely.
A shot of Maverick Mason Jones slamming Roxi into the corner, slamming a series of stiff kicks into her midsection to wind her then forcing her up onto the turnbuckle for a superplex but Roxi pushes Mason Jones down and retaliates with a disaster kick that comes out of nowhere! Roxi goes for the cover.
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LO: A huge, hard-fought win for Roxi Johnson.
KO: With a massive gold star to Mason Jones for taking her to her limit and almost breaking it.
LO: I think anytime you face Roxi Johnson you’ve got to bring your A game, and Maverick Mason Jones did just that.
KO: But she came into this thing needing to win. She needed this, and I’m not convinced she would’ve taken a loss.
LO: I like that she had the drive to execute at the top of her game.
KO: I wouldn’t say this was the top of her game.
LO: There’s always more, but this was definitely a step in the right direction.
KO: And as for Maverick Mason Jones--
LO: Hell of a first match.
KO: Came up short.
LO: Sure, but what champion hasn’t come up short in their first match in a new company?
KO: Wise words.
LO: Always. This one was worth the price of admission. And easy 3 and a half stars.
Winner by pinfall: Roxi Johnson
Othello Score: ***1/2
A flicker, somewhere above the floor coming from a light, not too far away from the scene, just far enough that it would be impossible to tell which light is flickering. That’s what draws your attention first, that flicker… Followed by the tap, gentle but rhythmic against the wall. You’re not sure where in the arena this is, but you know you ended up here intentionally. Jet black hair tonight, dressed all in red… calling to him even when he can’t be the focus of her every waking hour.
Brodie: “Are you ready? Little flower, to learn what happens when the sun is sucked from your sky and you cannot breathe… Ready to face the fears that plague your every move, ready to draw out screams from your very soul until you are simply glad it’s over.”
Her hands, press flat against the wall. The tapping stops, fingers still as she leans back against the cool and crumbling concrete of the wall, I guess tracing over her scarlet lips.
Brodie: “You have no idea what waits for you, no semblance of a clue; what is coming here tonight… Davy you have floundered, gasping for air in the prison of your own making. Rattle those bars, Blossom, shake and tremble them as though they are going to collapse in your very palms… it will not save you. There is no saving you… You belong to me now…”
She chuckles, running her hands down over her bared, milky white thighs. Head turned to stare down the lens with a part of her lips.
Brodie: “I will breed your fear, inside of me it will multiply… You will be nothing more than a mark on the right side of my name. An easy path that leads me towards the goal of others, I care nothing for straps or slithers of tin… I care not for the W in my column, all of this… All we endure.”
One eyebrow, manicured and perfectly cared for flicks up, seemingly punctuating her words as she nods. Brodie: “It’s all for you… Mi amore.”
The words hang like a whispered presence between it all, the light, flickers once more. You probably hadn’t noticed the stop of the flicker for the period of which she spoke, so commanding of attention is she, that beyond her just melts away…
Brodie: “You will all come to understand, you are irrelevant to me. Lines in stories already written, endings already decided by a fate so much greater than yours… Nothing more than a pitiful little byline. Fear. Love. Lust. Hunger. You serve these masters willingly, you play these parts and dance for the cameras… In desperate hopes you will be rewarded, but you don’t see, not yet. You fail to understand, pitiful, sickening, all of you. Just bit parts, all but he…”
She slips back, slinking into the flickering darkness that eats, as shadows do, all that is surrounded by it, leaving only that whisper, carried through the breeze.
Brodie: “Find me.”
KO: So this one should be interesting, Laur. Davy Blossom makes his debut against Brodie, who is sure to be fired up considering what happened last show.
LO: Yeah, her and Zachariah Krahe put on a fast and furious performance that saw Krahe slip one past the former artist, but this match....well, I predict there will be a different pace to this one.
KO: How so?
LO: Well, while Zach Krahe may very well bend the rules at times, I'm pretty sure that Davy Blossom will blatantly break them. Not to mention his manager, Elegance, who could play the part of distraction as well.
KO: Oh, I don't know about that. From everything I've seen so far, they seem to be completely on the level. Dare I say, refined.
LO: Were we watching the same broadcast last show when she suckered Roxi Johnson into a confrontation so that Davy Blossom could attack her from behind?
KO: Oh, Laur, that's just called being a 'Power' couple.
LO: ......
A scene of Elegance stepping out onto the ramp with a silver evening gown, a confident smile spread across her face as 'The Heart Asks Pleasure' melodically plays in the background. She indicates with her hands to the curtain like a game show hostess, and out steps Davy Blossom, wearing a sports coat and a top hat over his gear. The two stand there for a moment, basking in the chorus of boo's that are being sent their way by the fans, before Davy offers Elegance his arm, and the two stride regally down to the ring. The fans continue to jeer, but Davy simply shoos at them as he helps elegance up the steps. He hops onto the ring apron and sits on the middle of the rope allowing Elegance into the ring, and then swings through himself, throwing both of his hands out at his sides with a snooty smile, and parading himself around the ring to a visceral crowd.
LO: Yeah....they are so humble.
KO: It doesn't matter about their personality as long as Davy Blossom can get it done in the ring.
LO: Well one person we 'KNOW' can get it done in the ring is Davy's opponent!
A shot of Brodie bursting through the curtain as 'Viktoria Modesta' by Prototype blares throughout the arena. She seems jacked up as she makes her way down to the ring, slapping a few random hands as she goes. She hops up onto the ring apron and climbs the second turnbuckle, looking out at the exuberant crowd cheering wildly. Once satisfied she has them in a fever pitch, she hops down into the ring, and stretches on the top rope before stopping to stare across at Davy Blossom. He has yet to remove his top hat, which causes Brodie to start laughing hysterically. Both Davy and Elegance seem taken aback at being mocked, and Davy furiously hands her his top hat as she exits the ring.
KO: The fans were super excited to see Brodie, and it doesn't appear to me that she lost any steam after the events of last show.
LO: Hell, I think they love her even more.
KO: Well, Davy Blossom didn't appear to love Brodie, as the two started to lock up, but Davy put on the brakes, indicating that Brodie might have an odor.
LO: He got something that looked like a perfume bottle from Elegance, but when he tried to bring it in the ring the ref cut him off.
KO: That is before Elegance got on the ring apron and distracted the referee. It was at this point that Brodie appeared to have had enough, and rushed in to attack Davy Blossom. Unfortunately, he still had the spray bottle, and shot whatever was in it right into the woman's eyes.
LO: And just like that Elegance was off the ring apron, and Davy Blossom was rolling Brodie up for a schoolboy pin!
KO: Brodie made it out at two, but you could tell she was still impaired as Blossom went to work on her in the corner.
Brodie takes a hammering in the corner, with Blossom measuring his shots. Once satisfied, he takes her by the wrist, and sends her hurtling towards the other side with velocity. Brodie strikes the turnbuckle with force, causing her to stumble out of the corner only for Davy to run in and take her head off with a falling lariat. He quickly floats over to make the pin, throwing his feet on the middle rope for good measure.
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KO: Brodie kicked out, but didn't have to, as the Ref saw the feet on the ropes before he actually came down for three. The ref and Blossom seemed to have issues for the whole match.
LO: That's because he kept cheating, Ken! Between him and that tramp on the outside, I'm surprised Brodie even made it out alive!
KO: Whoa, Laur! No need for name calling. I think Blossom is just used to the upper crust, which always comes with a certain amount of privilege. You can't fault him for that.
LO: Whatever, a snake is a snake, no matter how much money it claims to have.
KO: Well, from here Blossom had Brodie locked into a modified head lock before she moved them up to their feet, and fed him with a few elbows to the gut.
A clip of Brodie coming off the ropes to return full speed at Davy Blossom, who catches her in a tilt-a-whirl, only for Brodie to take him down with an arm drag instead of whatever he had intended. Davy snaps up and charges, only to be taken down into another arm drag. On the third pop up Brodie nails him with a drop kick that sends him stumbling back into the corner. She doesn't miss a beat, charging in and nailing him with a big splash, and then shoving him head first towards the mat so that he lands face down. She turns and hops up to the second rope, soaring off with a short elbow drop right down across the back of his neck. Davy clutches at the sore spot, which allows Brodie to get him in a half nelson with one arm, and then a chicken wing with the other, before rolling to the side to apply the appropriate torque.
LO: Elegance was really beside herself during this submission attempt by Brodie, slapping the mat and trying to rally support from the fans that, quite frankly, was never going to come.
KO: Yeah, and she appeared to be really upset about it too, telling them all that they were a bunch of cretins. This only made them jeer more, as Brodie continued to wreak havoc on Blossom's upper body.
A shot of Davy Blossom finally reaching out with a foot to touch the bottom rope to force the break. Brodie comes up to her feet, still wiping at her eyes, and commences to lay in a few well founded boots that send Davy under the bottom rope to the concrete below. She follows him out and cuts a scathing look at Elegance who had moved closer to check on her man. One look at Brodie causes her to back off a bit, while the submission machine gets Davy on his feet and nails him with a forearm that sends him back into the steel barricade. Brodie winds up to nail Blossom again, but her arm is caught by Elegance from behind. She jerks her arm free, and spins on the woman, causing Elegance to trip and land on her bum as Brodie stalks after her.
LO: Once again this distraction artist at ringside broke Brodie's concentration, and just when it looked like she was about to get what was coming to her, Davy Blossom blasted in from behind which caused Brodie to go head first into the steel steps.
KO: Well, I mean, Elegance isn't an active competitor. He couldn't just let his beautiful companion take a hit, could he?
LO: Maybe he shouldn't have put her in that position then. Either way, after Davy got Elegance back on her feet and was sure she was okay, he got a fist full of Brodie's hair and bounced her skull off the top of the steps before tossing her back in the ring.
KO: Was it just me, or did he deliver the most dramatic knee drop to Brodie that has ever been performed in the history of wrestling?
LO: It wasn't just you....
A shot of Davy Blossom seeming to be extremely proud of himself as he rises, and delivers another dreadfully long measured knee drop right down into Brodie's skull, and then goes for a cover.
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Brodie gets out before the three, but it's obvious the ordeal on the outside has taken its toll. Davy doesn't seem to be bothered by the kick out as he pulls her up to her feet, and shoots her off to the far side. Brodie returns to a waiting Davy, who catches her in an expertly executed spine buster that rattles the ring. The fun doesn't stop there as Davy pops up to his feet with a sarcastic grin, and then proceeds to deliver a perfectly executed worm across the ring, gets to his feet, raises his eye brow, and then goes to bounce off the ropes for momentum. Unfortunately, all of this has taken a good bit of time since the execution of the spine buster, and when he returns for whatever it is he was proposing to do, Brodie is on her feet, and nails him with biel throw that sends him crashing to the mat. Davy gets back to his feet quickly, but he's promptly booted in the midsection, hooked around the head, and then taken back to the mat with a fisherman's suplex. Brodie retains hold of the leg for a pin.
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LO: All that grand standing nearly cost Davy Blossom the match right here, but he got the shoulder up before the the three.
KO: And that's all that matters. Besides, what is this profession without a little showmanship.
LO: Riggghhhtttt.. Anyways, the match and antics had taken their toll on Brodie, but that didn't stop her from promptly locking Blossom up in a Peruvian Necktie before he could do anything about it.
KO: The submission specialist knew exactly what to do against her larger opponent, because this move keeps you face down in the mat at an awkward angle while the rest of you is pretzeled in a position that cuts off your air supply.
LO: The fans apparently thought this was it for Blossom, and so did his companion, as Elegance hopped up onto the ring apron and got the referee's attention.......AGAIN!
KO: She's just doing her job, Laur.
LO: Yeah, well while she held the ref hostage, Davy Blossom started feverishly tapping with no one there to take his submission.
KO: That's about the time that Brodie looked up to see what was going on, and you talk about pissed. She released the hold, and looked like she was going to try and tear Elegance's head off!
LO: Unfortunately she got down from the apron in the nick of time, but that didn't stop Brodie from going out after her. She chased at least one full lap around ringside before Elegance rolled right under the bottom rope.
KO: I was afraid that the ref was going to call the match, but Elegance made it to the other side before Brodie could get to her.
LO: Yeah, but that was all more than enough to distract her for what happened next!
A clip of Brodie still cursing at Elegance who looks completely out of sorts after their little sprint around the ring. Meanwhile, Davy Blossom has recovered and maneuvers himself behind Brodie. When she turns back to her task at hand he is there to boot her in the midsection, hooker her around the head, and lift her into the air to bring her crashing back down in a devastating snap mare neck breaker.
LO: Blossom calls that his "Decrescendo Al Pianissimo of the World's Most .....aww, who gives a shit!
KO: Laurence?!?!
LO: I'm sorry, this guy is really working my freakin' nerve!
KO: Yeah, well that move almost got him a three count, but in one of the most awesome displays of fortitude I've ever seen, Brodie rolled the shoulder just as the ref's hand hit the mat.
LO: It was so close, folks, that Davy Blossom actually thought he had won. He was already up and celebrating with Elegance when the referee had to inform him that the match must continue.
KO: Man...I blame the referee. His hand did hit the mat.
LO: Yeah, but not until after her shoulder came up.
KO: I know, I know. I just felt bad for Davy.
LO: I can't believe what I'm hearing. This ass hat and his whore have done nothing but cheat here. How can you admire that?
KO: Cheating, Strategy. Tomato, Tomata.
A clip of Davy Blossom shaking his head in disbelief before hand gesturing to Elegance who hops up on the ring apron to get the ref's attention for the upteenth time. This time, however, the ref is having none of it, and points to the back as the fans erupt after the realization that she is being ejected from ringside. Elegance puts up quite the fuss as Davy Blossom berates the referee, pulling at his hair in disbelief, and jumping up and down. The ref threatens to call for the bell, and Elegance swiftly drops from the apron and starts making her way up the aisle, still arguing with the referee who slips between the ropes and continues to admonish her. Meanwhile, Davy, still irate, stalks over and scoops up the perfume bottle that Elegance had conveniently left behind in the corner. The crowd starts to boo and call for the referee to pay attention in the ring, but he is still focused on Elegance. Brodie is almost on her feet, albeit dazed, when Blossom arrogantly saunters over to her and moves to spray her in the face once again.
LO: Right here it looked like Davy Blossom was going to get another cheap shot in on Brodie, but that is when the former artist surprised him with a double leg takedown that disarmed him.
KO: I still can't believe that idiot referee. First he counts to three and then tries to take it back, and here he has the audacity to try and remove the beautiful Elegance from ringside. This was a damn travesty.
LO: I'm sure Davy Blossom thought so when he got back to his feet, and realized that Brodie had the perfume bottle now.
A scene of Blossom holding both hands out in front of him, begging that Brodie not do it, to which the loud haired favorite responded by squeezing the bladder and spraying the substance right in Davy's face. He flails wildly as she tosses it out to the crowd who all clamor to have a keepsake from the show, and then she bounces into the ropes for momentum, and returns to nail him with a stunning Butterfly Kick that sends him crashing to the canvas. The noise in the ring draws the referee's attention, and he's there just in time to make the count as Brodie covers.
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KO: Like I said, a damn travesty.
LO: Ken, when the hell did you become the heel in this dynamic. I mean....Davy Blossom cheated this entire match.
KO: I don't know. I guess I just understand his gimmick, man. He's well dressed, made of money, and has a dime piece on his arm. I can relate.
LO: Uhhhhh......Yeahhhhhhh.
KO: Oh shut up and gush over your favorite!
LO: Don't mind if I do. Brodie advances with an impressive victory over Davy Blossom even though the deck was stacked against her. She proves more and more with each passing week why the fans have placed their faith on her shoulders.
KO: Yeah, well we'll just have to see where she falls in the Gauntlet match, cause all the faith in the world won't help her if she gets a low roll of the dice.
LO: True enough, Ken, but I have to ask....what do you think our next segment means?
KO: I don't know, this dudes is a strange one. If I were to take a guess, someone got a little too happy with the glitter...
LO: Yeah, her and Zachariah Krahe put on a fast and furious performance that saw Krahe slip one past the former artist, but this match....well, I predict there will be a different pace to this one.
KO: How so?
LO: Well, while Zach Krahe may very well bend the rules at times, I'm pretty sure that Davy Blossom will blatantly break them. Not to mention his manager, Elegance, who could play the part of distraction as well.
KO: Oh, I don't know about that. From everything I've seen so far, they seem to be completely on the level. Dare I say, refined.
LO: Were we watching the same broadcast last show when she suckered Roxi Johnson into a confrontation so that Davy Blossom could attack her from behind?
KO: Oh, Laur, that's just called being a 'Power' couple.
LO: ......
A scene of Elegance stepping out onto the ramp with a silver evening gown, a confident smile spread across her face as 'The Heart Asks Pleasure' melodically plays in the background. She indicates with her hands to the curtain like a game show hostess, and out steps Davy Blossom, wearing a sports coat and a top hat over his gear. The two stand there for a moment, basking in the chorus of boo's that are being sent their way by the fans, before Davy offers Elegance his arm, and the two stride regally down to the ring. The fans continue to jeer, but Davy simply shoos at them as he helps elegance up the steps. He hops onto the ring apron and sits on the middle of the rope allowing Elegance into the ring, and then swings through himself, throwing both of his hands out at his sides with a snooty smile, and parading himself around the ring to a visceral crowd.
LO: Yeah....they are so humble.
KO: It doesn't matter about their personality as long as Davy Blossom can get it done in the ring.
LO: Well one person we 'KNOW' can get it done in the ring is Davy's opponent!
A shot of Brodie bursting through the curtain as 'Viktoria Modesta' by Prototype blares throughout the arena. She seems jacked up as she makes her way down to the ring, slapping a few random hands as she goes. She hops up onto the ring apron and climbs the second turnbuckle, looking out at the exuberant crowd cheering wildly. Once satisfied she has them in a fever pitch, she hops down into the ring, and stretches on the top rope before stopping to stare across at Davy Blossom. He has yet to remove his top hat, which causes Brodie to start laughing hysterically. Both Davy and Elegance seem taken aback at being mocked, and Davy furiously hands her his top hat as she exits the ring.
KO: The fans were super excited to see Brodie, and it doesn't appear to me that she lost any steam after the events of last show.
LO: Hell, I think they love her even more.
KO: Well, Davy Blossom didn't appear to love Brodie, as the two started to lock up, but Davy put on the brakes, indicating that Brodie might have an odor.
LO: He got something that looked like a perfume bottle from Elegance, but when he tried to bring it in the ring the ref cut him off.
KO: That is before Elegance got on the ring apron and distracted the referee. It was at this point that Brodie appeared to have had enough, and rushed in to attack Davy Blossom. Unfortunately, he still had the spray bottle, and shot whatever was in it right into the woman's eyes.
LO: And just like that Elegance was off the ring apron, and Davy Blossom was rolling Brodie up for a schoolboy pin!
KO: Brodie made it out at two, but you could tell she was still impaired as Blossom went to work on her in the corner.
Brodie takes a hammering in the corner, with Blossom measuring his shots. Once satisfied, he takes her by the wrist, and sends her hurtling towards the other side with velocity. Brodie strikes the turnbuckle with force, causing her to stumble out of the corner only for Davy to run in and take her head off with a falling lariat. He quickly floats over to make the pin, throwing his feet on the middle rope for good measure.
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KO: Brodie kicked out, but didn't have to, as the Ref saw the feet on the ropes before he actually came down for three. The ref and Blossom seemed to have issues for the whole match.
LO: That's because he kept cheating, Ken! Between him and that tramp on the outside, I'm surprised Brodie even made it out alive!
KO: Whoa, Laur! No need for name calling. I think Blossom is just used to the upper crust, which always comes with a certain amount of privilege. You can't fault him for that.
LO: Whatever, a snake is a snake, no matter how much money it claims to have.
KO: Well, from here Blossom had Brodie locked into a modified head lock before she moved them up to their feet, and fed him with a few elbows to the gut.
A clip of Brodie coming off the ropes to return full speed at Davy Blossom, who catches her in a tilt-a-whirl, only for Brodie to take him down with an arm drag instead of whatever he had intended. Davy snaps up and charges, only to be taken down into another arm drag. On the third pop up Brodie nails him with a drop kick that sends him stumbling back into the corner. She doesn't miss a beat, charging in and nailing him with a big splash, and then shoving him head first towards the mat so that he lands face down. She turns and hops up to the second rope, soaring off with a short elbow drop right down across the back of his neck. Davy clutches at the sore spot, which allows Brodie to get him in a half nelson with one arm, and then a chicken wing with the other, before rolling to the side to apply the appropriate torque.
LO: Elegance was really beside herself during this submission attempt by Brodie, slapping the mat and trying to rally support from the fans that, quite frankly, was never going to come.
KO: Yeah, and she appeared to be really upset about it too, telling them all that they were a bunch of cretins. This only made them jeer more, as Brodie continued to wreak havoc on Blossom's upper body.
A shot of Davy Blossom finally reaching out with a foot to touch the bottom rope to force the break. Brodie comes up to her feet, still wiping at her eyes, and commences to lay in a few well founded boots that send Davy under the bottom rope to the concrete below. She follows him out and cuts a scathing look at Elegance who had moved closer to check on her man. One look at Brodie causes her to back off a bit, while the submission machine gets Davy on his feet and nails him with a forearm that sends him back into the steel barricade. Brodie winds up to nail Blossom again, but her arm is caught by Elegance from behind. She jerks her arm free, and spins on the woman, causing Elegance to trip and land on her bum as Brodie stalks after her.
LO: Once again this distraction artist at ringside broke Brodie's concentration, and just when it looked like she was about to get what was coming to her, Davy Blossom blasted in from behind which caused Brodie to go head first into the steel steps.
KO: Well, I mean, Elegance isn't an active competitor. He couldn't just let his beautiful companion take a hit, could he?
LO: Maybe he shouldn't have put her in that position then. Either way, after Davy got Elegance back on her feet and was sure she was okay, he got a fist full of Brodie's hair and bounced her skull off the top of the steps before tossing her back in the ring.
KO: Was it just me, or did he deliver the most dramatic knee drop to Brodie that has ever been performed in the history of wrestling?
LO: It wasn't just you....
A shot of Davy Blossom seeming to be extremely proud of himself as he rises, and delivers another dreadfully long measured knee drop right down into Brodie's skull, and then goes for a cover.
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Brodie gets out before the three, but it's obvious the ordeal on the outside has taken its toll. Davy doesn't seem to be bothered by the kick out as he pulls her up to her feet, and shoots her off to the far side. Brodie returns to a waiting Davy, who catches her in an expertly executed spine buster that rattles the ring. The fun doesn't stop there as Davy pops up to his feet with a sarcastic grin, and then proceeds to deliver a perfectly executed worm across the ring, gets to his feet, raises his eye brow, and then goes to bounce off the ropes for momentum. Unfortunately, all of this has taken a good bit of time since the execution of the spine buster, and when he returns for whatever it is he was proposing to do, Brodie is on her feet, and nails him with biel throw that sends him crashing to the mat. Davy gets back to his feet quickly, but he's promptly booted in the midsection, hooked around the head, and then taken back to the mat with a fisherman's suplex. Brodie retains hold of the leg for a pin.
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LO: All that grand standing nearly cost Davy Blossom the match right here, but he got the shoulder up before the the three.
KO: And that's all that matters. Besides, what is this profession without a little showmanship.
LO: Riggghhhtttt.. Anyways, the match and antics had taken their toll on Brodie, but that didn't stop her from promptly locking Blossom up in a Peruvian Necktie before he could do anything about it.
KO: The submission specialist knew exactly what to do against her larger opponent, because this move keeps you face down in the mat at an awkward angle while the rest of you is pretzeled in a position that cuts off your air supply.
LO: The fans apparently thought this was it for Blossom, and so did his companion, as Elegance hopped up onto the ring apron and got the referee's attention.......AGAIN!
KO: She's just doing her job, Laur.
LO: Yeah, well while she held the ref hostage, Davy Blossom started feverishly tapping with no one there to take his submission.
KO: That's about the time that Brodie looked up to see what was going on, and you talk about pissed. She released the hold, and looked like she was going to try and tear Elegance's head off!
LO: Unfortunately she got down from the apron in the nick of time, but that didn't stop Brodie from going out after her. She chased at least one full lap around ringside before Elegance rolled right under the bottom rope.
KO: I was afraid that the ref was going to call the match, but Elegance made it to the other side before Brodie could get to her.
LO: Yeah, but that was all more than enough to distract her for what happened next!
A clip of Brodie still cursing at Elegance who looks completely out of sorts after their little sprint around the ring. Meanwhile, Davy Blossom has recovered and maneuvers himself behind Brodie. When she turns back to her task at hand he is there to boot her in the midsection, hooker her around the head, and lift her into the air to bring her crashing back down in a devastating snap mare neck breaker.
LO: Blossom calls that his "Decrescendo Al Pianissimo of the World's Most .....aww, who gives a shit!
KO: Laurence?!?!
LO: I'm sorry, this guy is really working my freakin' nerve!
KO: Yeah, well that move almost got him a three count, but in one of the most awesome displays of fortitude I've ever seen, Brodie rolled the shoulder just as the ref's hand hit the mat.
LO: It was so close, folks, that Davy Blossom actually thought he had won. He was already up and celebrating with Elegance when the referee had to inform him that the match must continue.
KO: Man...I blame the referee. His hand did hit the mat.
LO: Yeah, but not until after her shoulder came up.
KO: I know, I know. I just felt bad for Davy.
LO: I can't believe what I'm hearing. This ass hat and his whore have done nothing but cheat here. How can you admire that?
KO: Cheating, Strategy. Tomato, Tomata.
A clip of Davy Blossom shaking his head in disbelief before hand gesturing to Elegance who hops up on the ring apron to get the ref's attention for the upteenth time. This time, however, the ref is having none of it, and points to the back as the fans erupt after the realization that she is being ejected from ringside. Elegance puts up quite the fuss as Davy Blossom berates the referee, pulling at his hair in disbelief, and jumping up and down. The ref threatens to call for the bell, and Elegance swiftly drops from the apron and starts making her way up the aisle, still arguing with the referee who slips between the ropes and continues to admonish her. Meanwhile, Davy, still irate, stalks over and scoops up the perfume bottle that Elegance had conveniently left behind in the corner. The crowd starts to boo and call for the referee to pay attention in the ring, but he is still focused on Elegance. Brodie is almost on her feet, albeit dazed, when Blossom arrogantly saunters over to her and moves to spray her in the face once again.
LO: Right here it looked like Davy Blossom was going to get another cheap shot in on Brodie, but that is when the former artist surprised him with a double leg takedown that disarmed him.
KO: I still can't believe that idiot referee. First he counts to three and then tries to take it back, and here he has the audacity to try and remove the beautiful Elegance from ringside. This was a damn travesty.
LO: I'm sure Davy Blossom thought so when he got back to his feet, and realized that Brodie had the perfume bottle now.
A scene of Blossom holding both hands out in front of him, begging that Brodie not do it, to which the loud haired favorite responded by squeezing the bladder and spraying the substance right in Davy's face. He flails wildly as she tosses it out to the crowd who all clamor to have a keepsake from the show, and then she bounces into the ropes for momentum, and returns to nail him with a stunning Butterfly Kick that sends him crashing to the canvas. The noise in the ring draws the referee's attention, and he's there just in time to make the count as Brodie covers.
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KO: Like I said, a damn travesty.
LO: Ken, when the hell did you become the heel in this dynamic. I mean....Davy Blossom cheated this entire match.
KO: I don't know. I guess I just understand his gimmick, man. He's well dressed, made of money, and has a dime piece on his arm. I can relate.
LO: Uhhhhh......Yeahhhhhhh.
KO: Oh shut up and gush over your favorite!
LO: Don't mind if I do. Brodie advances with an impressive victory over Davy Blossom even though the deck was stacked against her. She proves more and more with each passing week why the fans have placed their faith on her shoulders.
KO: Yeah, well we'll just have to see where she falls in the Gauntlet match, cause all the faith in the world won't help her if she gets a low roll of the dice.
LO: True enough, Ken, but I have to ask....what do you think our next segment means?
KO: I don't know, this dudes is a strange one. If I were to take a guess, someone got a little too happy with the glitter...
Winner by pinfall: Brodie
Othello Score: ***1/2
The note left in his locker was black, and filled with glitter that poured over every available surface. He knew then who it was from before even reading the signature. This was after all not your run of the mill evil...Even if the words were a simple message written sparkling pink glitter.
“Play nice, and don't break your toys. I'll be seeing you soon.”
Rolling his eyes he closed his locker and the note inside of it with a groan. Facing Cross Recoba in the ring was infinitely more appealing than thinking about that future encounter. He knew it was only a matter of time, but for now he would put the future off for a little while longer.
It was show time after all.
“Play nice, and don't break your toys. I'll be seeing you soon.”
Rolling his eyes he closed his locker and the note inside of it with a groan. Facing Cross Recoba in the ring was infinitely more appealing than thinking about that future encounter. He knew it was only a matter of time, but for now he would put the future off for a little while longer.
It was show time after all.
KO: Well, I guess that means that we might finally find out who's pulling Zachariah Krahe's strings...
LO: All I know is that he didn't look too keen on seeing whoever left him that note.
KO: Who knows, it might have been Zombie. Those two have a weird relationship.
LO: I don't think so. I'm pretty sure if Zombie wanted to send a message, she'd find a more physical way of doing it.
KO: Speaking of physical, check out my man, Cross Recoba!
LO: I thought Davy Blossom was your man...
KO: I'm allowed to have more than one man!
LO: (snickering) Your words, not mine.
A shot of the arena right as 'Turn to Stone' by Joe Walsh starts to reverberate through the PA, and Cross Recoba steps through the curtain. He brushes his shag hair cut out of his eyes, and inadvertently reaches up to clutch the crucifix hanging from his neck. He offers a slight smile at the boos that are thrown his direction, responding with a few choice words, including calling one man at ringside a Malaka which has the man struggling to get over the guardrail and get his hands on Cross. Cross sneers smugly on by and makes his way to the ring with a purpose, climbing the steps, and slipping through the ropes. The fan's jeers don't seem to bother him that much, as he stretches in the opposite corner, the smile never leaving his face as if he knows the answer to a mystery that no one else has solved.
KO: After what happened last show, the fans really don't appreciate Cross Recoba, and that's a shame considering what the man can do in the ring.
LO: What, cheat?
KO: Oh god, are we back on this again?
LO: Fine, whatever, but I really hope this contest is judged fairly.
KO: I don't think his opponent is the type of person who plays one hundred percent inside of the rules either, so I guess we'll see.
A shot of Zachariah Krahe sauntering through the curtain to the sounds of 'Beat the Devil’s Tattoo' by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. A slight smile pulls at the corners of his mouth as he pauses in the aisle to stare towards the ring where Cross Recoba awaits him. The fans give a mixed reaction as Krahe shrugs his shoulders at the prospect, and resumes his trek to the ring. Climbing the steps, he turns towards the crowd on the apron, a spattering of support coming his way from the die hard fans. He smirks before slipping into the ring. He falls back into his corner haphazardly while The Fox takes measure of the man he's about to face.
LO: Zachariah Krahe is a strange man.
KO: That's putting it lightly.
LO: He'd have us all believe that he doesn't really care one way or the other how things go, but after last show, he revealed a side of himself that belies someone who wears a mask really well.
KO: Yeah, and that's what makes him so dangerous.
LO: Once the bell sounded, these two began to circle each other, and after a tie up started into some simple chain wrestling.
KO: Both jockeyed for position, but kept coming up with reversal after reversal that eventually led to a break. The fans seemed to appreciate the display with applause, but we weren't really anywhere closer to a finish to the match.
LO: The applause seemed odd considering the two men in the ring, and it apparently didn't go unnoticed, as Cross Recoba snuck in a knee to the gut on their next lock up. That brought the room back down.
KO: Lest we forget this is a thinking man's wrestler, and that whole display from before could have just been a little cat and mouse.
LO: I would NOT want to play cat and mouse with Zachariah Krahe, but regardless, that gave Cross all the in he needed to take control of this match.
A clip of Recoba lighting Krahe up with knife edge chops that rock the man all the way back to the ropes. From there, Krahe is sent to the far side, where he rebounds and barrels into a beautiful standing dropkick from Cross. The Fox hops to his feet and hits off the ropes for momentum to return with an elbow drop, but Krahe swiftly moves out of the way. Both men come up to their feet, but it's Krahe's turn to catch Cross with a knee to the gut, and then hooks him around the head for a suplex. Recoba, however, puts his foot between Krahe's legs to block the move, and lifts Krahe vertically for one of his own. Once in the air, Krahe brings a knee crashing down on Cross' skull, forcing Recoba to release the hold. When Zach lands safely in front of him, he falls back into the ropes for some spring, and fires back with a clothesline that takes Cross' head off.
KO: Man, this entire match I would have sworn these two had faced each other a hundred times before. They were that in tune with what the other was going to do.
LO: Yeah, it was really uncanny.
A shot of Zach pushing Recoba into a corner, and driving a combo of lefts and rights into his face, while Cross does his best to cover up. Eventually he sends him to the far side and goes to follow him in, but Cross slips out of the way allowing Krahe to strike the top turnbuckle chest first. Krahe stumbles backwards out of the corner, and Cross is there to hook him around the head from behind, snapping him down for a hangman's neck breaker. Cross goes for a cover, but only gets one. Cross shows no frustration as he yanks Krahe up to a seated position, and then sprints across the ring where he gets some momentum from the ropes before rushing back in and throwing his boot into the mans face. Krahe snaps back to the mat, and Cross drops once again for a cover.
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KO: Krahe out at two, and Cross didn't miss a beat, pulling the man to his feet and tossing him back into a corner.
LO: After some thunderous chops, Recoba bent down and lifted Krahe up so that he was sitting on the top rope. He followed him up, but Krahe wasn't having it, driving headbutts into Cross skull before he could capitalize.
KO: This eventually sent Cross down to the mat, and Krahe came off the second rope with a front elbow right across Recoba's throat. He went for the cover, but Cross got out at two.
LO: Many pin falls in this match, just trying to snatch victory considering what was at stake.
KO: That's right Laur, a spot in the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match!
A clip of Krahe leading Cross by a fistful of hair only to drive him face first down into a top turnbuckle. He spins the man around, and drives shoulder thrusts directly into his midsection, each one knocking the breath out of Cross further and further. Finally, Krahe pull Cross out of the corner by the wrist, hopping up to the second turnbuckle, and then all the way to the top. Still maintaining control of the wrist, Krahe takes a few steps out across the top rope with the agility of a cat, and then jumps off, crashing down with all of his body weight across the back of Recoba's neck and shoulders. Cross hits the mat in a crumple, and Krahe uses the tip of his boot to nudge him onto his back, and then drops for a cover.
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KO: Cross gets the shoulder up, and how about that. For some reason I always just assumed that Zachariah Krahe never went to the air, but he showed some pretty amazing balance there.
LO: No doubt! But that didn't help him at all when he tried to put Cross in an Anaconda Vice, because the minute the hold was applied, Recoba got Zach in a compromising position that almost saw him get his shoulders pinned to the mat.
KO: That broke the hold pretty quickly, but Cross still seemed rattled as he draped himself across the ropes.
LO: Yeah, and Zach Krahe thought he would take advantage by trying to clothesline him up and over to the floor, however it looked like Cross may have baited him in, considering it ended with Recoba dropping down and pulling the top rope with him.
KO: This sent Krahe to land awkwardly on the outside, and Cross was quick to capitalize.
Krahe struggles to get to his feet, while Cross, still in the ring, hits off the ropes on the opposite side for momentum before springing right up and over the top rope to come crashing down on Krahe with a dropkick. A Million Lira sends Krahe crashing spine first into the guard rail, where he slumps down into a seated position. Recoba backs all the way up to the ring apron, and sprints forwards, throwing both of his feet out to connect with Krahe's face, snapping the back of his skull off the steel. The referee reaches a count of eight by the time Recoba get's Krahe on his feet, and manages him back into the ring. He quickly slides in for a cover.
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KO: Good god that was a long two count! Zachariah Krahe, the man we're used to getting over on the outside, was just schooled by Cross Recoba!
LO: Yeah, and the shenanigans didn't end there, because after the kick out, Cross Recoba commenced to blatantly choking the man.
KO: The ref eventually broke it up. What are you complaining about?
Cross reached down and pulled Zach up to his feet, scooping him up into tombstone position. Krahe, having the move well scouted, begins kicking with his all of his might and eventually moves up onto Cross' shoulder, and then drops down behind him. He hooks him around the waist and runs him towards the ropes. Recoba's chest hits the top rope, and Krahe uses that spring to roll backwards, taking Cross with him into a rolling pin.
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Cross manages to kick out at two, but Krahe is right there to meet him when he gets to his feet with a boot to the midsection. He hooks him around the head, and finally finds that suplex that they were both looking for from earlier in the contest. He doesn't stop there, however, as he swings his legs to the side while keeping Cross hooked, gets him back on his feet, and nails him with another suplex, and then again. After three of them, both men lay there for a moment, winded, and the referee begins his 10 count.
KO: Both men were exhausted at this point in the match, the action being as fast and furious as it was.
LO: Not to mention hard hitting.
KO: Yeah, but as the Ref continued to get longer and longer into the count, both men began struggling to get back to their feet.
Krahe is up first, but just barely, grabbing hold of Recoba by the hips and snapping him down to the mat with a double leg take down. He quickly begins to tie the man's legs together, and then shifts him over onto his stomach in a Texas Cloverleaf. Recoba comes alive in agony, pulling at his hair as Krahe snarls, wrenching Cross' legs back to put even more pressure on the lower back. Recoba shakes his head violently 'No' as the ref continues to question him, and he starts using his upper body strength to pull himself to the ropes. Each movement is tedious, and Cross is often forced to pause as Krahe torques back violently, sending shudders of pain through his entire body. Finally he manages to finger tip the ropes, and Krahe is forced by the referee to break the hold.
LO: I wasn't so sure that Cross Recoba was going to make it there, but much to the chagrin of Zachariah Krahe, he managed it.
KO: Yeah, and this seemed to send Krahe a little off the deep end as he commenced to stomping the holy hell out of Recoba.
LO: His focus appeared to be on Cross' lower back. He even got a few quick knee drops to the spine in before Cross could slip under the bottom rope to escape.
KO: The action didn't stop there, as Krahe went right out after him, wanting his payback from earlier in the contest.
A clip of Krahe taking Cross and sending him face first down into the steel steps before spinning him around, and whipping him hard into the ring apron. Cross drops to his knees in obvious pain, but Krahe is there to lift his head up by the chin, and send a vicious right hand down into the bridge of his nose. A few more hard shots, and Krahe has Recoba up and back in the ring, where he goes to tie him up in another Texas Cloverleaf. Cross fights with everything that he has, and in a last ditch effort reaches up and jams his thumbs into Zach's eyes. Krahe recoils in surprise, and Recoba takes that instance to shove with both feet to send him crashing to the mat. Cross slowly makes his way to his feet, listening to the referee's admonishments about the eye gouge. Cross begins to argue with the ref, all the while keeping an eye on Krahe as he slowly gets to his feet. Krahe reaches out to grab Recoba by the shoulder, and that's about the time that Cross raises his left leg violently back like a mule kick that catches Krahe square in the privates. The ref, who was expertly shielded from the blow, is none the wiser when Cross spins around and hooks Krahe up into a pinning predicament.
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KO: I can't believe Krahe got out of that one folks. I mean, I'm packing so much heat that I'd have been down for days.
LO: Yeah, but the only one willing to give you a low blow these days is yourself.
KO: Ouch, Laur. That hurts.
LO: Yeah, and by the look of it, Krahe was out of sorts after Recoba's tactics.
KO: Well, wouldn't you be?
LO: Still, I think we can both agree, that justice was about to be served up.
A clip of Recoba grinning out at the crowd, soaking up the boos while mocking them all at the same time. He finally turns his attention back to Krahe, who is still having some trouble standing, and positions himself so that as soon as he's up he can strike. Krahe manages to get both feet in under him and turns towards his opponent only to be scooped up into a tombstone position. Just then 'Lucid Dreams' by Franz Ferdinand hits over the PA system, and the fans come alive with cheers as Zack Fantana steps out on stage, a grim look on his face. Recoba throws Krahe to the canvas when he sees Fantana crack his knuckles, and start power walking down to the ring. Both men's eyes don't leave each other as Recoba begs Zack to come get some, while Fantana starts jawing back at him. Almost at ringside, the referee is there to try and get Zack to not do whatever he's set out to do, and this is when Zachariah Krahe slowly rises to his knee's behind Recoba, and sends an uppercut right into his balls.
KO: Justice my ass...now see, that's not right.
LO: RECOBA LITERALLY JUST DID IT TO HIM!
KO: Nah, Recoba's was more elegant and refined.
A shot of Cross' eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head, but before he can even go down, Krahe hooks him through his legs, and pulls him back into a schoolboy. Fatnana laughs and throws his hands up to the referee, slow walking back up the aisle while pointing back to the ring. The referee turns around, and after a moment of surprise, belly slides back into the ring to make the count.
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LO: Well, you said earlier tonight, "tomatoe, tomato", and it looks to me like Zack Fantana and Zachariah Krahe both pulled that off on Cross Recoba in this contest.
KO: You know, what I don't appreciate is your hypocritical approach to journalism. Basically, if one of my guys takes a bit of a shortcut, you jump all over them. When one of your guys does it, oh they are the second coming. Try being biased, Laur.
LO: Me....ME! I'll be dam.....
Laurence is cut off by a clip of Fantana standing at the top of the ramp waving at Cross Recoba who remains in the center of the ring seething, still holding his privates, while Zachariah Krahe leans against the ringpost on the outside, looking from one man to the other, before shrugging with a smirk, and making his way out through the side exit. The fans show their appreciation for the outcome by changing 'nah, nah, nah' to Cross who finally gets to his feet, and stumbles through the ropes to exit the arena.
KO: Damn shame.
LO: Whatever, and don't you ever dare to cut me off with a clip again! I won't be censored!
KO: Easy now, we have more matches to call, and we don't need that sort of attitude mucking up the gears.
LO: Mucking up the ge.........
LO: All I know is that he didn't look too keen on seeing whoever left him that note.
KO: Who knows, it might have been Zombie. Those two have a weird relationship.
LO: I don't think so. I'm pretty sure if Zombie wanted to send a message, she'd find a more physical way of doing it.
KO: Speaking of physical, check out my man, Cross Recoba!
LO: I thought Davy Blossom was your man...
KO: I'm allowed to have more than one man!
LO: (snickering) Your words, not mine.
A shot of the arena right as 'Turn to Stone' by Joe Walsh starts to reverberate through the PA, and Cross Recoba steps through the curtain. He brushes his shag hair cut out of his eyes, and inadvertently reaches up to clutch the crucifix hanging from his neck. He offers a slight smile at the boos that are thrown his direction, responding with a few choice words, including calling one man at ringside a Malaka which has the man struggling to get over the guardrail and get his hands on Cross. Cross sneers smugly on by and makes his way to the ring with a purpose, climbing the steps, and slipping through the ropes. The fan's jeers don't seem to bother him that much, as he stretches in the opposite corner, the smile never leaving his face as if he knows the answer to a mystery that no one else has solved.
KO: After what happened last show, the fans really don't appreciate Cross Recoba, and that's a shame considering what the man can do in the ring.
LO: What, cheat?
KO: Oh god, are we back on this again?
LO: Fine, whatever, but I really hope this contest is judged fairly.
KO: I don't think his opponent is the type of person who plays one hundred percent inside of the rules either, so I guess we'll see.
A shot of Zachariah Krahe sauntering through the curtain to the sounds of 'Beat the Devil’s Tattoo' by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. A slight smile pulls at the corners of his mouth as he pauses in the aisle to stare towards the ring where Cross Recoba awaits him. The fans give a mixed reaction as Krahe shrugs his shoulders at the prospect, and resumes his trek to the ring. Climbing the steps, he turns towards the crowd on the apron, a spattering of support coming his way from the die hard fans. He smirks before slipping into the ring. He falls back into his corner haphazardly while The Fox takes measure of the man he's about to face.
LO: Zachariah Krahe is a strange man.
KO: That's putting it lightly.
LO: He'd have us all believe that he doesn't really care one way or the other how things go, but after last show, he revealed a side of himself that belies someone who wears a mask really well.
KO: Yeah, and that's what makes him so dangerous.
LO: Once the bell sounded, these two began to circle each other, and after a tie up started into some simple chain wrestling.
KO: Both jockeyed for position, but kept coming up with reversal after reversal that eventually led to a break. The fans seemed to appreciate the display with applause, but we weren't really anywhere closer to a finish to the match.
LO: The applause seemed odd considering the two men in the ring, and it apparently didn't go unnoticed, as Cross Recoba snuck in a knee to the gut on their next lock up. That brought the room back down.
KO: Lest we forget this is a thinking man's wrestler, and that whole display from before could have just been a little cat and mouse.
LO: I would NOT want to play cat and mouse with Zachariah Krahe, but regardless, that gave Cross all the in he needed to take control of this match.
A clip of Recoba lighting Krahe up with knife edge chops that rock the man all the way back to the ropes. From there, Krahe is sent to the far side, where he rebounds and barrels into a beautiful standing dropkick from Cross. The Fox hops to his feet and hits off the ropes for momentum to return with an elbow drop, but Krahe swiftly moves out of the way. Both men come up to their feet, but it's Krahe's turn to catch Cross with a knee to the gut, and then hooks him around the head for a suplex. Recoba, however, puts his foot between Krahe's legs to block the move, and lifts Krahe vertically for one of his own. Once in the air, Krahe brings a knee crashing down on Cross' skull, forcing Recoba to release the hold. When Zach lands safely in front of him, he falls back into the ropes for some spring, and fires back with a clothesline that takes Cross' head off.
KO: Man, this entire match I would have sworn these two had faced each other a hundred times before. They were that in tune with what the other was going to do.
LO: Yeah, it was really uncanny.
A shot of Zach pushing Recoba into a corner, and driving a combo of lefts and rights into his face, while Cross does his best to cover up. Eventually he sends him to the far side and goes to follow him in, but Cross slips out of the way allowing Krahe to strike the top turnbuckle chest first. Krahe stumbles backwards out of the corner, and Cross is there to hook him around the head from behind, snapping him down for a hangman's neck breaker. Cross goes for a cover, but only gets one. Cross shows no frustration as he yanks Krahe up to a seated position, and then sprints across the ring where he gets some momentum from the ropes before rushing back in and throwing his boot into the mans face. Krahe snaps back to the mat, and Cross drops once again for a cover.
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KO: Krahe out at two, and Cross didn't miss a beat, pulling the man to his feet and tossing him back into a corner.
LO: After some thunderous chops, Recoba bent down and lifted Krahe up so that he was sitting on the top rope. He followed him up, but Krahe wasn't having it, driving headbutts into Cross skull before he could capitalize.
KO: This eventually sent Cross down to the mat, and Krahe came off the second rope with a front elbow right across Recoba's throat. He went for the cover, but Cross got out at two.
LO: Many pin falls in this match, just trying to snatch victory considering what was at stake.
KO: That's right Laur, a spot in the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match!
A clip of Krahe leading Cross by a fistful of hair only to drive him face first down into a top turnbuckle. He spins the man around, and drives shoulder thrusts directly into his midsection, each one knocking the breath out of Cross further and further. Finally, Krahe pull Cross out of the corner by the wrist, hopping up to the second turnbuckle, and then all the way to the top. Still maintaining control of the wrist, Krahe takes a few steps out across the top rope with the agility of a cat, and then jumps off, crashing down with all of his body weight across the back of Recoba's neck and shoulders. Cross hits the mat in a crumple, and Krahe uses the tip of his boot to nudge him onto his back, and then drops for a cover.
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KO: Cross gets the shoulder up, and how about that. For some reason I always just assumed that Zachariah Krahe never went to the air, but he showed some pretty amazing balance there.
LO: No doubt! But that didn't help him at all when he tried to put Cross in an Anaconda Vice, because the minute the hold was applied, Recoba got Zach in a compromising position that almost saw him get his shoulders pinned to the mat.
KO: That broke the hold pretty quickly, but Cross still seemed rattled as he draped himself across the ropes.
LO: Yeah, and Zach Krahe thought he would take advantage by trying to clothesline him up and over to the floor, however it looked like Cross may have baited him in, considering it ended with Recoba dropping down and pulling the top rope with him.
KO: This sent Krahe to land awkwardly on the outside, and Cross was quick to capitalize.
Krahe struggles to get to his feet, while Cross, still in the ring, hits off the ropes on the opposite side for momentum before springing right up and over the top rope to come crashing down on Krahe with a dropkick. A Million Lira sends Krahe crashing spine first into the guard rail, where he slumps down into a seated position. Recoba backs all the way up to the ring apron, and sprints forwards, throwing both of his feet out to connect with Krahe's face, snapping the back of his skull off the steel. The referee reaches a count of eight by the time Recoba get's Krahe on his feet, and manages him back into the ring. He quickly slides in for a cover.
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KO: Good god that was a long two count! Zachariah Krahe, the man we're used to getting over on the outside, was just schooled by Cross Recoba!
LO: Yeah, and the shenanigans didn't end there, because after the kick out, Cross Recoba commenced to blatantly choking the man.
KO: The ref eventually broke it up. What are you complaining about?
Cross reached down and pulled Zach up to his feet, scooping him up into tombstone position. Krahe, having the move well scouted, begins kicking with his all of his might and eventually moves up onto Cross' shoulder, and then drops down behind him. He hooks him around the waist and runs him towards the ropes. Recoba's chest hits the top rope, and Krahe uses that spring to roll backwards, taking Cross with him into a rolling pin.
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Cross manages to kick out at two, but Krahe is right there to meet him when he gets to his feet with a boot to the midsection. He hooks him around the head, and finally finds that suplex that they were both looking for from earlier in the contest. He doesn't stop there, however, as he swings his legs to the side while keeping Cross hooked, gets him back on his feet, and nails him with another suplex, and then again. After three of them, both men lay there for a moment, winded, and the referee begins his 10 count.
KO: Both men were exhausted at this point in the match, the action being as fast and furious as it was.
LO: Not to mention hard hitting.
KO: Yeah, but as the Ref continued to get longer and longer into the count, both men began struggling to get back to their feet.
Krahe is up first, but just barely, grabbing hold of Recoba by the hips and snapping him down to the mat with a double leg take down. He quickly begins to tie the man's legs together, and then shifts him over onto his stomach in a Texas Cloverleaf. Recoba comes alive in agony, pulling at his hair as Krahe snarls, wrenching Cross' legs back to put even more pressure on the lower back. Recoba shakes his head violently 'No' as the ref continues to question him, and he starts using his upper body strength to pull himself to the ropes. Each movement is tedious, and Cross is often forced to pause as Krahe torques back violently, sending shudders of pain through his entire body. Finally he manages to finger tip the ropes, and Krahe is forced by the referee to break the hold.
LO: I wasn't so sure that Cross Recoba was going to make it there, but much to the chagrin of Zachariah Krahe, he managed it.
KO: Yeah, and this seemed to send Krahe a little off the deep end as he commenced to stomping the holy hell out of Recoba.
LO: His focus appeared to be on Cross' lower back. He even got a few quick knee drops to the spine in before Cross could slip under the bottom rope to escape.
KO: The action didn't stop there, as Krahe went right out after him, wanting his payback from earlier in the contest.
A clip of Krahe taking Cross and sending him face first down into the steel steps before spinning him around, and whipping him hard into the ring apron. Cross drops to his knees in obvious pain, but Krahe is there to lift his head up by the chin, and send a vicious right hand down into the bridge of his nose. A few more hard shots, and Krahe has Recoba up and back in the ring, where he goes to tie him up in another Texas Cloverleaf. Cross fights with everything that he has, and in a last ditch effort reaches up and jams his thumbs into Zach's eyes. Krahe recoils in surprise, and Recoba takes that instance to shove with both feet to send him crashing to the mat. Cross slowly makes his way to his feet, listening to the referee's admonishments about the eye gouge. Cross begins to argue with the ref, all the while keeping an eye on Krahe as he slowly gets to his feet. Krahe reaches out to grab Recoba by the shoulder, and that's about the time that Cross raises his left leg violently back like a mule kick that catches Krahe square in the privates. The ref, who was expertly shielded from the blow, is none the wiser when Cross spins around and hooks Krahe up into a pinning predicament.
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KO: I can't believe Krahe got out of that one folks. I mean, I'm packing so much heat that I'd have been down for days.
LO: Yeah, but the only one willing to give you a low blow these days is yourself.
KO: Ouch, Laur. That hurts.
LO: Yeah, and by the look of it, Krahe was out of sorts after Recoba's tactics.
KO: Well, wouldn't you be?
LO: Still, I think we can both agree, that justice was about to be served up.
A clip of Recoba grinning out at the crowd, soaking up the boos while mocking them all at the same time. He finally turns his attention back to Krahe, who is still having some trouble standing, and positions himself so that as soon as he's up he can strike. Krahe manages to get both feet in under him and turns towards his opponent only to be scooped up into a tombstone position. Just then 'Lucid Dreams' by Franz Ferdinand hits over the PA system, and the fans come alive with cheers as Zack Fantana steps out on stage, a grim look on his face. Recoba throws Krahe to the canvas when he sees Fantana crack his knuckles, and start power walking down to the ring. Both men's eyes don't leave each other as Recoba begs Zack to come get some, while Fantana starts jawing back at him. Almost at ringside, the referee is there to try and get Zack to not do whatever he's set out to do, and this is when Zachariah Krahe slowly rises to his knee's behind Recoba, and sends an uppercut right into his balls.
KO: Justice my ass...now see, that's not right.
LO: RECOBA LITERALLY JUST DID IT TO HIM!
KO: Nah, Recoba's was more elegant and refined.
A shot of Cross' eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head, but before he can even go down, Krahe hooks him through his legs, and pulls him back into a schoolboy. Fatnana laughs and throws his hands up to the referee, slow walking back up the aisle while pointing back to the ring. The referee turns around, and after a moment of surprise, belly slides back into the ring to make the count.
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LO: Well, you said earlier tonight, "tomatoe, tomato", and it looks to me like Zack Fantana and Zachariah Krahe both pulled that off on Cross Recoba in this contest.
KO: You know, what I don't appreciate is your hypocritical approach to journalism. Basically, if one of my guys takes a bit of a shortcut, you jump all over them. When one of your guys does it, oh they are the second coming. Try being biased, Laur.
LO: Me....ME! I'll be dam.....
Laurence is cut off by a clip of Fantana standing at the top of the ramp waving at Cross Recoba who remains in the center of the ring seething, still holding his privates, while Zachariah Krahe leans against the ringpost on the outside, looking from one man to the other, before shrugging with a smirk, and making his way out through the side exit. The fans show their appreciation for the outcome by changing 'nah, nah, nah' to Cross who finally gets to his feet, and stumbles through the ropes to exit the arena.
KO: Damn shame.
LO: Whatever, and don't you ever dare to cut me off with a clip again! I won't be censored!
KO: Easy now, we have more matches to call, and we don't need that sort of attitude mucking up the gears.
LO: Mucking up the ge.........
Winner by Pinfall: Zachariah Krahe
Othello Score: ****
LO: So, let’s get something clear at the onset of this one, Ace Devereux is a little punk who pulled a fast one on our show, who has and has not stopped being a smarmy, snivelling--
KO: He’s so good at it.
LO: Excuse you?
KO: Making you hate him. That’s a talent.
LO: It’s true. I do hate him. And I don’t hate anybody.
KO: Except Ace Devereux. And you’re not alone.
A clip of Ace Devereux walking down to the ring with his Gladiator championship slung overhis shoulder with the ring announcer informing the crowd that this would be a non title match, Ace makes extra effort to show off his championship as he climbs into the ring.
LO: God I hate him.
KO: I think that’s the point. Now, of the two fifth estate members, Pandora Royce is the one we’ve seen less of.
LO: She’s definitely no shrinking violet. She started this one off with a bang.
A clip of Ace showing his belt off and Pandora rushing him before the bell even rings and hitting him with a brutal shining wizard that knocks Ace off his feet and she goes to work with mounted punches.
KO: Love the tenacity. Unpolished, and unrefined, but absolutely violent.
LO: She kicked things off like a firecracker.
A clip of a series of hard-hitting, high impact kicks that really knocks Ace around before going for a cover.
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LO: And, as typical, Ace has a foot on the ropes, forcing a rope break.
KO: Sure he’s irritating. But he’s good at it. Ace Devereux isn’t the type of man to enter a ring half-cocked.
LO: Oh, I’d say he’s a full cock.
KO: (Laughs)
A shot of Pandora dragging Ace to his feet only to get gut shotted, doubled over then DDTed! Ace transfers into a quick cover!
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2..No.
KO: For all Ace’s skill, though, this one gave him trouble.
LO: Because Pandora Royce was never a pushover, and anyone that wrote her off as one wasn’t paying any attention to her.
A shot of Ace jawing at some fans before Pandora catches him off guard with a roll up Ace promptly kicks out of. But Pandora Royce, not missing a beat is back on Ace with some signature ground and pound punches that has Ace reeling.
LO: Relentless assault. Pandora Royce went for the throat throughout this match.
A clip of Pandora Royce using seemingly impossible strength to irish whip Ace into the corner, the impact is hard enough to send Ace staggering clutching his chest and Pandora rushes him, does a rope run and slams an impressive spinning side kick that absolutely floors Ace and the crowd!
LO: I love the tenacity. Pandora Royce hit the gas from the minute Ace set foot in the ring, and never let up.
KO: There’s not much, but there’s history. Bad blood. Ace Devereux all but wanted Pandora Royce to renounce her tag partner and get with, in his view, the winning team.
LO: That being him.
KO: So Pandora had a point to make.
LO: And she sent it. Hard to say if Ace is receptive to anything other than his own voice.
A clip of a high risk Pandora Royce flying senton that Ace can’t defend against! Pandora with the cover!
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3--NO!
LO: I like the offense. I like that Pandora unleashed hell on Ace.
KO: Of course you do.
LO: Someone like Ace has been running roughshod over this roster since he won that championship.
A clip of Pandora curb stomping Ace before lifting him to his feet and hauling off a brutal savate kick and going for another cover!
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3--NO!
KO: Ace is just full of close calls. Like him or not, he’s not one to give up easily.
A clip of Pandora lining a slow to stand Ace Devereux up from the top rope and she lets fly with a flying knee strike but Ace, last second, dodges the blow and Pandora sails by!
KO: Turning point!
LO: As disappointing as possible.
KO: I’m fairly certain this is the first time you’ve actively let a bias cloud your judgement.
A clip of Ace delivering a hard back body drop to Pandora before locking her in a painful armbar submission.
LO: Ace didn’t let up once he got the upper hand. Pandora was on a roll till she had that one high risk attempt too many.
KO: It’ll cost you if you’re not careful and here it cost her.
A shot of Ace forcing Pandora to her feet and hitting her with a bullhammer.
LO: Ace has a high impact finisher. And he’s not done. From there it’s textbook though.
A shot of Ace locking on a sharpshooter submission he calls the Fleur de Lock and makes Pandora Royce tap after several agonizing moments.
KO: I mean, there’s nothing disappointing about this showing at all. Pandora came out swinging. She just made that one costly misstep, cost her this one.
LO: It was a fine effort. But Ace capitalized. Like he always does.
KO: He’s not the Gladiator Champion because of dumb luck, Laur. He earned that belt. He won it through hard work. Nothing weasly about it.
LO: I still call foul on the guy. This one? It had all the things to keep the fans engaged.
KO: It was an impressive showing to say the least from both competitors.
KO: He’s so good at it.
LO: Excuse you?
KO: Making you hate him. That’s a talent.
LO: It’s true. I do hate him. And I don’t hate anybody.
KO: Except Ace Devereux. And you’re not alone.
A clip of Ace Devereux walking down to the ring with his Gladiator championship slung overhis shoulder with the ring announcer informing the crowd that this would be a non title match, Ace makes extra effort to show off his championship as he climbs into the ring.
LO: God I hate him.
KO: I think that’s the point. Now, of the two fifth estate members, Pandora Royce is the one we’ve seen less of.
LO: She’s definitely no shrinking violet. She started this one off with a bang.
A clip of Ace showing his belt off and Pandora rushing him before the bell even rings and hitting him with a brutal shining wizard that knocks Ace off his feet and she goes to work with mounted punches.
KO: Love the tenacity. Unpolished, and unrefined, but absolutely violent.
LO: She kicked things off like a firecracker.
A clip of a series of hard-hitting, high impact kicks that really knocks Ace around before going for a cover.
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LO: And, as typical, Ace has a foot on the ropes, forcing a rope break.
KO: Sure he’s irritating. But he’s good at it. Ace Devereux isn’t the type of man to enter a ring half-cocked.
LO: Oh, I’d say he’s a full cock.
KO: (Laughs)
A shot of Pandora dragging Ace to his feet only to get gut shotted, doubled over then DDTed! Ace transfers into a quick cover!
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2..No.
KO: For all Ace’s skill, though, this one gave him trouble.
LO: Because Pandora Royce was never a pushover, and anyone that wrote her off as one wasn’t paying any attention to her.
A shot of Ace jawing at some fans before Pandora catches him off guard with a roll up Ace promptly kicks out of. But Pandora Royce, not missing a beat is back on Ace with some signature ground and pound punches that has Ace reeling.
LO: Relentless assault. Pandora Royce went for the throat throughout this match.
A clip of Pandora Royce using seemingly impossible strength to irish whip Ace into the corner, the impact is hard enough to send Ace staggering clutching his chest and Pandora rushes him, does a rope run and slams an impressive spinning side kick that absolutely floors Ace and the crowd!
LO: I love the tenacity. Pandora Royce hit the gas from the minute Ace set foot in the ring, and never let up.
KO: There’s not much, but there’s history. Bad blood. Ace Devereux all but wanted Pandora Royce to renounce her tag partner and get with, in his view, the winning team.
LO: That being him.
KO: So Pandora had a point to make.
LO: And she sent it. Hard to say if Ace is receptive to anything other than his own voice.
A clip of a high risk Pandora Royce flying senton that Ace can’t defend against! Pandora with the cover!
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3--NO!
LO: I like the offense. I like that Pandora unleashed hell on Ace.
KO: Of course you do.
LO: Someone like Ace has been running roughshod over this roster since he won that championship.
A clip of Pandora curb stomping Ace before lifting him to his feet and hauling off a brutal savate kick and going for another cover!
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3--NO!
KO: Ace is just full of close calls. Like him or not, he’s not one to give up easily.
A clip of Pandora lining a slow to stand Ace Devereux up from the top rope and she lets fly with a flying knee strike but Ace, last second, dodges the blow and Pandora sails by!
KO: Turning point!
LO: As disappointing as possible.
KO: I’m fairly certain this is the first time you’ve actively let a bias cloud your judgement.
A clip of Ace delivering a hard back body drop to Pandora before locking her in a painful armbar submission.
LO: Ace didn’t let up once he got the upper hand. Pandora was on a roll till she had that one high risk attempt too many.
KO: It’ll cost you if you’re not careful and here it cost her.
A shot of Ace forcing Pandora to her feet and hitting her with a bullhammer.
LO: Ace has a high impact finisher. And he’s not done. From there it’s textbook though.
A shot of Ace locking on a sharpshooter submission he calls the Fleur de Lock and makes Pandora Royce tap after several agonizing moments.
KO: I mean, there’s nothing disappointing about this showing at all. Pandora came out swinging. She just made that one costly misstep, cost her this one.
LO: It was a fine effort. But Ace capitalized. Like he always does.
KO: He’s not the Gladiator Champion because of dumb luck, Laur. He earned that belt. He won it through hard work. Nothing weasly about it.
LO: I still call foul on the guy. This one? It had all the things to keep the fans engaged.
KO: It was an impressive showing to say the least from both competitors.
Othello Score: ***
Pandora, defeated and alienated, walks into her locker room. She greets herself in the mirror as the voices tell her things…
“I told you so.”
“Loser.”
“You’ll never be good enough.”
“Better luck next time.”
She pulls off her top and tosses it haphazardly to the side and hands her head in sorrow. She breathes out and finally works up the courage to look herself in the eyes. Her eyes wander a moment and detect a noose hanging in the center of the room - right behind her.
She hears another voice, but this is a new one.
“Pandora Royce,” the voice whispers, “Fun trivia for you… Originally, you were a victim of suicide. Yes. You killed yourself in what should have been a padded room back at Antelope. Who saved you? Who prolonged your pathetic life? Elina Cartel. You were to play some kind of role in her grand selfish scheme. I’ve come to relieve you of that duty.”
Pandora turns around to see a tall woman step out from the shadows in the corner of the dark locker room. The woman shoots Pandora a smile, revealing pointed almost metallic teeth.
“She kept you alive to be manhandled by a pig. How pleasant.”
Pandora sighs, “I just wanted to be normal. I just wanted…”
“Of course, my dear. Of course. To be normal. If only we could all be afforded that.”
Pandora takes a step towards the woman, “I didn’t want any of this. I thought it would set me free, but it’s only made things worse. I…”
The woman takes Pandora up in her arms in an embrace, pulling her off of the ground, effortlessly.
“It’s going to be ok my dear. It’s going to be ok,” the woman lets out a grunt with her tongue coming out the corner of her mouth as she makes sure the noose goes around Pandora’s neck.
Pandora rests her head on the woman’s shoulder and cries - not realizing her head is through the noose.
“It’s going to be ok.”
The woman lets her go and Pandora finds herself hanging by her neck, a foot off of the ground. Pandora gasps and grabs for the woman, but the woman steps back. She smiles again as Pandora fights to breathe and begins to turn shades of purple and blue.
The woman laughs, “I will undo everything she’s done. But I want you to know, before you die of course, that she will be erased. You? You will go down as a statistic. Another ‘celebrity’ who couldn’t handle the fame. But hey, you’ll be right up there with Robin Williams,” the woman lets out a laugh, “No pun intended.”
The woman fixes Pandora’s hair, “Also, All of this that you know? It will be reduced to ash.”
A lone tear rolls from Pandora’s cheek as she finally stops fighting and the voices finally go silent.
“All of your friends will die too. Be thankful that yours was so quick and painless.”
The woman gleefully pushes a hand into Pandora’s chest and leaves her limp body swinging back and forth as she walks out the door.
“I told you so.”
“Loser.”
“You’ll never be good enough.”
“Better luck next time.”
She pulls off her top and tosses it haphazardly to the side and hands her head in sorrow. She breathes out and finally works up the courage to look herself in the eyes. Her eyes wander a moment and detect a noose hanging in the center of the room - right behind her.
She hears another voice, but this is a new one.
“Pandora Royce,” the voice whispers, “Fun trivia for you… Originally, you were a victim of suicide. Yes. You killed yourself in what should have been a padded room back at Antelope. Who saved you? Who prolonged your pathetic life? Elina Cartel. You were to play some kind of role in her grand selfish scheme. I’ve come to relieve you of that duty.”
Pandora turns around to see a tall woman step out from the shadows in the corner of the dark locker room. The woman shoots Pandora a smile, revealing pointed almost metallic teeth.
“She kept you alive to be manhandled by a pig. How pleasant.”
Pandora sighs, “I just wanted to be normal. I just wanted…”
“Of course, my dear. Of course. To be normal. If only we could all be afforded that.”
Pandora takes a step towards the woman, “I didn’t want any of this. I thought it would set me free, but it’s only made things worse. I…”
The woman takes Pandora up in her arms in an embrace, pulling her off of the ground, effortlessly.
“It’s going to be ok my dear. It’s going to be ok,” the woman lets out a grunt with her tongue coming out the corner of her mouth as she makes sure the noose goes around Pandora’s neck.
Pandora rests her head on the woman’s shoulder and cries - not realizing her head is through the noose.
“It’s going to be ok.”
The woman lets her go and Pandora finds herself hanging by her neck, a foot off of the ground. Pandora gasps and grabs for the woman, but the woman steps back. She smiles again as Pandora fights to breathe and begins to turn shades of purple and blue.
The woman laughs, “I will undo everything she’s done. But I want you to know, before you die of course, that she will be erased. You? You will go down as a statistic. Another ‘celebrity’ who couldn’t handle the fame. But hey, you’ll be right up there with Robin Williams,” the woman lets out a laugh, “No pun intended.”
The woman fixes Pandora’s hair, “Also, All of this that you know? It will be reduced to ash.”
A lone tear rolls from Pandora’s cheek as she finally stops fighting and the voices finally go silent.
“All of your friends will die too. Be thankful that yours was so quick and painless.”
The woman gleefully pushes a hand into Pandora’s chest and leaves her limp body swinging back and forth as she walks out the door.
KO: Folks, we weren't sure whether we should show that clip, but in the end we felt that you, the fans, deserved to know.
LO: Also, we're hoping that someone will have some information to come forward with as to the identity of the other woman in this video. This...this was murder, Ken.
KO: Yes, and more than likely it will be the end of our streaming site. This is the sort of content that got Logan Paul shut down on Youtube!
LO: Maybe so, but if it leads to some justice for Pandora Royce, it's well worth the price of our jobs.
KO: Yeah, you're right, but if this is going to be our last broadcast, then I say we go out the way we came in. With great Valor Pro Wrestling!
LO: ........
KO: Too soon?
LO: Just a bit...
The scene opens to the sounds of 'Salvation Code' by Scandroid breaking across the arena's speakers, and Brennan Devlin bursting through the curtain, an arrogant smirk spread across his face as he throws both arms out at his side to take in the boo's. He throws his head back, eyes closed, seeming to soak it all in before firing forward with a fist and beboping down to the ring. Every movement is confident, which seems to grate on the crowds nerves even more, as he makes it to the ring and hops up on the ring apron. He hops over the top rope, and spins with the outstretched arms, finally coming to a stop and winking to the crowd which pours on more scathing jeers.
LO: Well, I guess we're doing this then. Everytime Brennan Devlin comes into an arena, it's almost like a cheese grater across your skull. This guy really believes his shit doesn't stink.
KO: How would you know? Are you sniffing around the bathroom's again?
LO: You know what, screw you, Ken. If you love Brennan Devlin so much, why don't you smear some of his shit on your face.
KO: Jesus, Laur. Maybe taking a look at Siberia Zombie will unhinge your boxers from your ass.
A shot of Siberia Zombie coming out onto the ring apron to the sounds of Wanli by Hyukoh and marching straight for the ring. The fans are on their feet for the Siberian Buzzsaw as she stalks up the steps and swiftly slips through the ropes. Brennan Devlin puts his body through the middle and top rope over at the corner, and warns the ref to control her, as Zombie stalks his way intimidatingly, but then falls back with a smirk much to the fans delight.
KO: Zombie is coming off of a victory over the 4th Estate from last show, and with the exception of Zachariah Krahe, has really been on a roll as of late.
LO: You mean that she was the victim of Ace Devereux's cheap win. Siberia doesn't play those games.
KO: See, there you go again. I say something positive about the lady, and you have to turn all sour about it.
LO: I have nothing but the upmost respect for Siberia Zombie, and I know that isn't how she wanted to win last show. I'll say this for her, she finds herself in another Main Event on Blitz, and will be the 7th entrant in the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match in Rome.
KO: Yeah, and this guy, thanks to Cross Recoba, will find himself starting off that match at our first Super Show!
A clip of Zack Fantana bursting through the curtain, a smile spread across his face, and jumping around to try and pump up the crowd. He definitely gets his fair share of cheers, though there are a few in the background who shower him with noxious loathing. It doesn't seem to phase him as he makes his way to the ring, hopping up on the ring apron, and turning so that he's hanging from the top rope towards the front row. He nods to the crowd as if he knows a secret, and continues to grin as he steps into the ring. Zack comes to a stop as he spies Siberia intensely staring at him, and Brennan Devlin shaking his head with a smirk of his own. Zack's smile fades at the site of Devlin, remembering what happened to him the last time they faced.
LO: These three have already made it into the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match, where the matches will be one on one, but this was billed as a preview to that upcoming event.
KO: Yes sir, and what a preview it was, with the three competitors stepping to the center of the ring after the bell. Brennan Devlin started some trash talk right out of the gate, and Fantana returned the favor while Zombie stood by and watched the exchange.
LO: Finally, Zack shook his head in disgust and looked over to Zombie, and apparently there was some kismet energy exchanged, cause Zombie and Fantana acted like they were about to go at it, when they both sent a Super Kick right into Devlin's face.
KO: That sent him crashing to the mat, and he hastily rolled for the ring apron and outside leaving the other two in the ring.
LO: And that's where the bout officially got underway, with some good solid chain wrestling between Fantana and Zombie. A series of reversals between the two later, and it appeared that Zombie had the upper hand.
A clip of Zombie with Fantana in a headlock down on the mat, Zack struggling to get Zombie back on her feet. He finally does so, and while still locked in, tries to position towards the ropes so that he can shoot her off. He is successful, in part, but Zombie refuses to let go of the hold, which only drags Zack back down to the mat. He strikes the mat with his fist in frustration, and starts maneuvering her back to her feet. This time, instead of the ropes method, he lifts her in the air for a side suplex, but Zombie scouts the attempt, and while still in the air, pitches forward to bring Zack back down onto the mat with a headlock takeover. She chokes up on the hold, while the fans cheer on her efforts.
LO: Zombie was looking good here, but Fantana was able to get her back on her feet for a third time, and instead of attempting to reverse, he just made it over to the edge of the ring and hooked the top rope.
KO: This forced Siberia to break the hold, and it looked like she was going to make it clean before Brennan Devlin came back in the ring and hooked her by the back of the head and ran her face first into Zack Fantana.
LO: The two cracked skulls, and the force sent Zack stumbling through the middle and top rope to land on his feet on the outside, while Siberia stumbled back into a schoolboy pin.
KO: Devlin only got a count of two, but he was already back up ready to take charge.
A scene of Brennan Devlin mocking the Greek crowd while delivering measured stomps right down onto Siberia's various joints. At one point, he even pulled her arm away from her body and holds her wrist to the mat with his boot. He takes the other one, and lifts it high in the air, and brings it crashing back down across the woman's fingers. Siberia jerks away from him, cradling her injured hand while Devlin continues to grandstand. Finally, he pulls her to her feet by that same arm, and gives it a few dragon twists before forcing it behind her in a hammerlock. He then scoops Siberia up, and plants her on the mat with a hammerlock slam. Zombie is obviously in pain as she reaches for her shoulder, and Devlin takes that as a target to begin stomping on.
LO: Devlin, always willing to take advantage of a situation, was working over Zombie's shoulder pretty good. He even got her up at one point, and sent her shoulder first through the top and middle turnbuckles where she struck the steel ring post.
KO: Yeah, it was glorious. I mean, I don't see how anyone wouldn't want to see this guy work.
LO: Those of us who value true competition don't believe there's any room for these shortcuts.
KO: And that's why you guys are boring.
A shot of Brennan Devlin sending Zombie sailing into a corner, her back striking hard and jarring her entire body. She slumps against the turnbuckle, and from the opposite side, Brennan Devlin lifts his hands in a position like he is a director about ready to take his shot. Just when it looks like he's going to take off, his legs are taken out from under him by a reaching Zack Fantana, who has hold of him from the outside under the bottom rope. Devlin strikes the mat face first, and before he can react to the shock of it all, he's being dragged towards the steel ring post from under the ropes. The fans cheer as Fantana crows, and Devlin holds up both hands, pleading for Fantana not to do what he believes he's going to. No such luck, as Fantana gets a hold of both of Devlin's ankles, and yanks him forward so he does a split across the steel ring post. Devlin's eyes bulge out of his head as Fantana smirks, and yanks hard two or three more times.
KO: Yeah, Laur, and I guess you think that's fair.
LO: Well, I didn't say that, but it sure was effective. Devlin scooted his way back into the ring holding his lower region, while Fantana hopped up on the ring apron, and started climbing to the top.
KO: Devlin was still too focused on his special place to notice as Zack Fantana came off the rope with an absolutely gorgeous corkscrew somersault leg drop which looked like it might have crushed 'The Spotlight Saint's skull!
LO: There was a pin attempt here, but just as the ref was about to bring his hand down for three, Siberia Zombie launched herself from the corner she was in to break up the pin.
A clip of Fantana getting to his feet to confront Zombie, but the woman not giving him a chance to say anything before nailing him with a strong forearm right to the face. She brings in more smashing forearms that send him back into the ropes, and she shoots him off with Brennan Devlin still lying center of the ring. Zack returns and walks into a knee attack that brings him to an abrupt stop, and leaves him doubled over. From there, Zombie falls back into the ropes to the side of her some spring, and when she sails back throws both feet out in front of her to dropkick Fantana right in the head. Zack goes down in a heap, and Zombie is already rolling him over for a pin.
1...
2...
KO: Brennan Devlin rolled right over, and yanked Zombie off of Fantana by the ankle while struggling to his feet. He kept hold of her leg, but she managed to bring the other one around while she was on her back, and sent a front kick right into his face that sent him tumbling backwards.
LO: Zombie was back on her feet in a flash, and waded in with a series of martial arts strikes and kicks that sent Devlin on the defensive. I mean, she was so intense here, that she had the man backed all the way up in the corner.
A shot of Devlin doing his best to cover up and avoid the blows that are being sent at him by the furious warrior, and at one point he even puts his body between the middle and top rope, much the same as he did during her entrance. The referee forces Zombie to calm down with the strike, which allows Brennan Devlin to come back to a more natural stance. When Zombie approaches him again, he reaches out and pokes her right in the eye. The referee admonishes him now, but he just waves it off, and stalks out to give Siberia a few right hands of his own. Once he's sure she's dazed, he hooks her around the head, and snaps her to the mat with a lightening fast suplex. He floats over with the move to end up straddling Zombie, and his grin is huge as he starts to grind on her midsection. His fun doesn't last long as Zombie brings both legs up to hook him under the arms, and then snaps him down into a pinning predicament.
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2...
LO: Devlin kicks out at two, but part of me was just glad that portion of the match was over. What a slime ball!
KO: What, he's got rhythm and isn't afraid to share.
LO: That's damn near sexual assault if you ask me, but from here both competitors made it to their feet at the same time, and just when it looked like they were going to go into another round, Zack Fantana rushed in from out of no where, grabbed both by the back of the head as he went, and just sat out to bring Devlin and Zombie down to the mat with a double face plant.
A clip of Fantana getting to his feet and looking out at a crowd that is on the edge of their seat. He flashes a wink, and then sprints towards the ropes, and springboards into a perfect lionsault that crushes both opponents. Zack remains draped across both as the ref looks on confusedly, before shrugging and hitting the mat for the count.
1...
2...
KO: Both competitors kicked out at about the same time, but this didn't deter Fantana, who picked up Zombie, and tossed her through the ropes to the outside.
LO: Devlin was struggling to his feet when Fantana came rushing back in with a blockbuster like neck breaker that looked brutal. He immediately went for a cover, and only got a count of two.
KO: Man, these two have been involved in a lot of Main Events as of late, and both have a keen interest in proving that they are the best. This match was no exception.
A shot of Fantana getting to his feet, making his way to the corner, and climbing up to the top rope. He signals to the crowd by holding his hands together like a pillow and resting his head on them that it's time to send Devlin into a Lucid Dream just before leaping from the top with an incredible corkscrew shooting star press. Unfortunately for Fantana, Devlin was able to roll towards him, causing Zack to miss entirely and eat a face full of canvas. Both men are down in the ring, and the ref starts a count that lasts until six before Devlin manages to get to his feet. He chuckles at Fantana as he dazedly tries to push up to his knees, only to be driven face first back down into the mat by a devastating curb stomp from Devlin.
KO: I thought that Face Time was it for this match, and it might very well have been if not for Zombie's last ditch effort to break up the pin.
LO: No doubt, Ken. Zombie barely made it across the ring for that save, and this one would have been over.
A scene of Devlin getting to his feet to find his assailant, only to catch a stiff roundhouse kick to the gut that doubles him over. Zombie follows this up by falling back into the ropes for spring, and rushes forward with a jumping knee strike that sends Brennan crashing to the mat. She drops for a cover, but see's that Fantana has pulled himself to his feet and is stumbling their way. She knows he'll make the save, and she hits the mat in frustration, before pushing up off of her downed opponent to charge the one that is currently threatening her space. She rushes Fantana with a spear, but he suddenly side steps, and she ends up running right between the middle and top rope to crash head first into the steel ring post. She stumbles out of the corner cradling the top of her head, when Fantana hooks her from behind, and takes her over with a belly to back suplex that he swiftly turns into a double knee back breaker.
LO: Sleep Apnea had been administered to Zombie courtesy of Zack Fantana, but all three of these warriors had been going non-stop through out this contest, and it was finally catching up to them.
KO: That's right. The ref had to start a ten count, and just when it didn't look like anyone was going to be able to continue, Zack Fantana rolled until his arm was draped over Zombie's chest.
LO: I could have sworn that the ref counted three, but waved it off when at the last second Brennan Devlin managed to reach over and kick Fantana off of Zombie. God, it was soooo close!
A shot of Brennan Devlin crawling towards the ropes to help himself to his feet as Zack Fantana does the same on the other side. Both men come up at about the same time, but it's Devlin who see's Zack first, charging across the ring to nail him with a clothesline that sends both men hurtling over the top rope to crash to the concrete below. Once again, the referee is stuck with three down competitors, and he starts a ten count that only gets to five before Zombie reaches her feet. She looks around the ring uncertainly until spotting Devlin and Fantana who are pulling themselves up by use of the ring apron. She looks at the crowd who come to their feet and she nods, before hitting the rope for spring, and then thundering back across the ring to fly through the middle ropes into a suicide dive that nails both men. All three a laid out once again, and the referee looks as if he's about to pull his hair out as he goes for another ten count.
KO: The ref got all the way up to seven this time before Zombie got to her feet, and he signaled that the match would continue.
LO: They were still on the outside when Zombie got a hold of Devlin, and tried to throw him into the steel ring post, but he reversed it and she crashed face first into it instead.
KO: Devlin didn't get much time to himself, as Zack Fantana came in from behind and tossed him head long under the bottom rope and back into the ring.
A clip of Fantana, still on the outside, looking over at Zombie who is already trying to make it to her feet. He shakes his head and begs for her to turn around, and just when she does, he nails her with a superkick that sends her crashing back down to the concrete. From here, he jumps up onto the ring apron, but Devlin is there to meet him with a stiff forearm shot to the jaw. After a few more shots, he hooks him around the head, and then moves to suplex him back into the ring. Zack shifts the momentum in mid air, and comes crashing down across Brennan for a pin.
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2...
3NO!
LO: Devlin got out before the three, and Zack Fantana wasted no time pulling him up to his feet to go for another Sleep Apnea, but it was Devlin's turn to reverse, reaching up to hook him around the head, and go for a Face Off!
KO: Unfortunately for Brennan, Zack managed to hook the ropes and so it was only him hitting the canvas. He looked pretty confused as he got to his feet, and when he turned around, that's when he got caught with the Reverie!
LO: That ended with a cover attempt, but amazingly, Siberia Zombie dove in to break it up before the three.
KO: Action intensified here, with Zombie doing some fancy footwork on a retreating Zack Fantana. She managed to catch him with massive side kicks right to the skull that looked like she might cleave it right from his shoulders!
LO: Yeah, but just when it looked like Fantana was about to go down for the count, here comes Brennan Devlin out of nowhere to spin Zombie around, and catch her with a Face Off!
Devlin tries to go for a pin, but Zombie wisely rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring, and he beats his fist on the mat in frustration before getting to his feet. He turns back towards Zack Fantana who is slumped in the corner, and he grabs him by the hair of the head, drags him out to the center of the ring, and attempts another diamond cutter. This time, however, Fantana shoves him forwards, preventing Devlin from hitting his mark, and when Brennan turns back around to face him, he walks right into a small package. The ref is there to count the three.
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2...
3!!!
LO: Brennan Devlin managed to kick out, but it was after the three count, and I tell you, this crowd was stunned for a minute after hearing the sound of the bell.
KO: Yeah, but then they came alive in a big way.
A scene of the crowd on their feet in cheers as Zack rolls quickly out of the ring to the outside. He nearly bumps into Zombie, who leans against the guard rail cradling her head, and she says something seething to him as he passes while shaking her head in frustration. Back in the ring, Brennan Devlin is sitting on his knee's staring at his hands, shaking his head in disbelief. He looks up at Fantana who is back peddling up the aisle with a grin on his face, and his arm raised in victory. Devlin spits on the camera, and calls Fantana some exploitative deletives before getting to his feet and pacing around the ring.
LO: Big win for Zack Fantana, who not only gets to rectify the travesty that befell him last show by pinning Brennan Devlin, but also got some measure of revenge on Cross Recoba earlier in the night by distracting him in his match.
KO: And the biggest point of all, is he has the edge walking into the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet match which will be streaming live from Rome, Italy on the Fight Network!
LO: As big a victory as this was for Zack, I hate that it was overshadowed by such a tragedy. I can't get that segment off my mind, Ken.
KO: Yeah, it's tough, but we've done all that we can do. Hopefully someone will come forward with information about the assailant.
LO: Ok, I guess you're right. Let's get to the outro so we can process our final thoughts.
LO: Also, we're hoping that someone will have some information to come forward with as to the identity of the other woman in this video. This...this was murder, Ken.
KO: Yes, and more than likely it will be the end of our streaming site. This is the sort of content that got Logan Paul shut down on Youtube!
LO: Maybe so, but if it leads to some justice for Pandora Royce, it's well worth the price of our jobs.
KO: Yeah, you're right, but if this is going to be our last broadcast, then I say we go out the way we came in. With great Valor Pro Wrestling!
LO: ........
KO: Too soon?
LO: Just a bit...
The scene opens to the sounds of 'Salvation Code' by Scandroid breaking across the arena's speakers, and Brennan Devlin bursting through the curtain, an arrogant smirk spread across his face as he throws both arms out at his side to take in the boo's. He throws his head back, eyes closed, seeming to soak it all in before firing forward with a fist and beboping down to the ring. Every movement is confident, which seems to grate on the crowds nerves even more, as he makes it to the ring and hops up on the ring apron. He hops over the top rope, and spins with the outstretched arms, finally coming to a stop and winking to the crowd which pours on more scathing jeers.
LO: Well, I guess we're doing this then. Everytime Brennan Devlin comes into an arena, it's almost like a cheese grater across your skull. This guy really believes his shit doesn't stink.
KO: How would you know? Are you sniffing around the bathroom's again?
LO: You know what, screw you, Ken. If you love Brennan Devlin so much, why don't you smear some of his shit on your face.
KO: Jesus, Laur. Maybe taking a look at Siberia Zombie will unhinge your boxers from your ass.
A shot of Siberia Zombie coming out onto the ring apron to the sounds of Wanli by Hyukoh and marching straight for the ring. The fans are on their feet for the Siberian Buzzsaw as she stalks up the steps and swiftly slips through the ropes. Brennan Devlin puts his body through the middle and top rope over at the corner, and warns the ref to control her, as Zombie stalks his way intimidatingly, but then falls back with a smirk much to the fans delight.
KO: Zombie is coming off of a victory over the 4th Estate from last show, and with the exception of Zachariah Krahe, has really been on a roll as of late.
LO: You mean that she was the victim of Ace Devereux's cheap win. Siberia doesn't play those games.
KO: See, there you go again. I say something positive about the lady, and you have to turn all sour about it.
LO: I have nothing but the upmost respect for Siberia Zombie, and I know that isn't how she wanted to win last show. I'll say this for her, she finds herself in another Main Event on Blitz, and will be the 7th entrant in the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match in Rome.
KO: Yeah, and this guy, thanks to Cross Recoba, will find himself starting off that match at our first Super Show!
A clip of Zack Fantana bursting through the curtain, a smile spread across his face, and jumping around to try and pump up the crowd. He definitely gets his fair share of cheers, though there are a few in the background who shower him with noxious loathing. It doesn't seem to phase him as he makes his way to the ring, hopping up on the ring apron, and turning so that he's hanging from the top rope towards the front row. He nods to the crowd as if he knows a secret, and continues to grin as he steps into the ring. Zack comes to a stop as he spies Siberia intensely staring at him, and Brennan Devlin shaking his head with a smirk of his own. Zack's smile fades at the site of Devlin, remembering what happened to him the last time they faced.
LO: These three have already made it into the 7 Pillars Gauntlet Match, where the matches will be one on one, but this was billed as a preview to that upcoming event.
KO: Yes sir, and what a preview it was, with the three competitors stepping to the center of the ring after the bell. Brennan Devlin started some trash talk right out of the gate, and Fantana returned the favor while Zombie stood by and watched the exchange.
LO: Finally, Zack shook his head in disgust and looked over to Zombie, and apparently there was some kismet energy exchanged, cause Zombie and Fantana acted like they were about to go at it, when they both sent a Super Kick right into Devlin's face.
KO: That sent him crashing to the mat, and he hastily rolled for the ring apron and outside leaving the other two in the ring.
LO: And that's where the bout officially got underway, with some good solid chain wrestling between Fantana and Zombie. A series of reversals between the two later, and it appeared that Zombie had the upper hand.
A clip of Zombie with Fantana in a headlock down on the mat, Zack struggling to get Zombie back on her feet. He finally does so, and while still locked in, tries to position towards the ropes so that he can shoot her off. He is successful, in part, but Zombie refuses to let go of the hold, which only drags Zack back down to the mat. He strikes the mat with his fist in frustration, and starts maneuvering her back to her feet. This time, instead of the ropes method, he lifts her in the air for a side suplex, but Zombie scouts the attempt, and while still in the air, pitches forward to bring Zack back down onto the mat with a headlock takeover. She chokes up on the hold, while the fans cheer on her efforts.
LO: Zombie was looking good here, but Fantana was able to get her back on her feet for a third time, and instead of attempting to reverse, he just made it over to the edge of the ring and hooked the top rope.
KO: This forced Siberia to break the hold, and it looked like she was going to make it clean before Brennan Devlin came back in the ring and hooked her by the back of the head and ran her face first into Zack Fantana.
LO: The two cracked skulls, and the force sent Zack stumbling through the middle and top rope to land on his feet on the outside, while Siberia stumbled back into a schoolboy pin.
KO: Devlin only got a count of two, but he was already back up ready to take charge.
A scene of Brennan Devlin mocking the Greek crowd while delivering measured stomps right down onto Siberia's various joints. At one point, he even pulled her arm away from her body and holds her wrist to the mat with his boot. He takes the other one, and lifts it high in the air, and brings it crashing back down across the woman's fingers. Siberia jerks away from him, cradling her injured hand while Devlin continues to grandstand. Finally, he pulls her to her feet by that same arm, and gives it a few dragon twists before forcing it behind her in a hammerlock. He then scoops Siberia up, and plants her on the mat with a hammerlock slam. Zombie is obviously in pain as she reaches for her shoulder, and Devlin takes that as a target to begin stomping on.
LO: Devlin, always willing to take advantage of a situation, was working over Zombie's shoulder pretty good. He even got her up at one point, and sent her shoulder first through the top and middle turnbuckles where she struck the steel ring post.
KO: Yeah, it was glorious. I mean, I don't see how anyone wouldn't want to see this guy work.
LO: Those of us who value true competition don't believe there's any room for these shortcuts.
KO: And that's why you guys are boring.
A shot of Brennan Devlin sending Zombie sailing into a corner, her back striking hard and jarring her entire body. She slumps against the turnbuckle, and from the opposite side, Brennan Devlin lifts his hands in a position like he is a director about ready to take his shot. Just when it looks like he's going to take off, his legs are taken out from under him by a reaching Zack Fantana, who has hold of him from the outside under the bottom rope. Devlin strikes the mat face first, and before he can react to the shock of it all, he's being dragged towards the steel ring post from under the ropes. The fans cheer as Fantana crows, and Devlin holds up both hands, pleading for Fantana not to do what he believes he's going to. No such luck, as Fantana gets a hold of both of Devlin's ankles, and yanks him forward so he does a split across the steel ring post. Devlin's eyes bulge out of his head as Fantana smirks, and yanks hard two or three more times.
KO: Yeah, Laur, and I guess you think that's fair.
LO: Well, I didn't say that, but it sure was effective. Devlin scooted his way back into the ring holding his lower region, while Fantana hopped up on the ring apron, and started climbing to the top.
KO: Devlin was still too focused on his special place to notice as Zack Fantana came off the rope with an absolutely gorgeous corkscrew somersault leg drop which looked like it might have crushed 'The Spotlight Saint's skull!
LO: There was a pin attempt here, but just as the ref was about to bring his hand down for three, Siberia Zombie launched herself from the corner she was in to break up the pin.
A clip of Fantana getting to his feet to confront Zombie, but the woman not giving him a chance to say anything before nailing him with a strong forearm right to the face. She brings in more smashing forearms that send him back into the ropes, and she shoots him off with Brennan Devlin still lying center of the ring. Zack returns and walks into a knee attack that brings him to an abrupt stop, and leaves him doubled over. From there, Zombie falls back into the ropes to the side of her some spring, and when she sails back throws both feet out in front of her to dropkick Fantana right in the head. Zack goes down in a heap, and Zombie is already rolling him over for a pin.
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KO: Brennan Devlin rolled right over, and yanked Zombie off of Fantana by the ankle while struggling to his feet. He kept hold of her leg, but she managed to bring the other one around while she was on her back, and sent a front kick right into his face that sent him tumbling backwards.
LO: Zombie was back on her feet in a flash, and waded in with a series of martial arts strikes and kicks that sent Devlin on the defensive. I mean, she was so intense here, that she had the man backed all the way up in the corner.
A shot of Devlin doing his best to cover up and avoid the blows that are being sent at him by the furious warrior, and at one point he even puts his body between the middle and top rope, much the same as he did during her entrance. The referee forces Zombie to calm down with the strike, which allows Brennan Devlin to come back to a more natural stance. When Zombie approaches him again, he reaches out and pokes her right in the eye. The referee admonishes him now, but he just waves it off, and stalks out to give Siberia a few right hands of his own. Once he's sure she's dazed, he hooks her around the head, and snaps her to the mat with a lightening fast suplex. He floats over with the move to end up straddling Zombie, and his grin is huge as he starts to grind on her midsection. His fun doesn't last long as Zombie brings both legs up to hook him under the arms, and then snaps him down into a pinning predicament.
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LO: Devlin kicks out at two, but part of me was just glad that portion of the match was over. What a slime ball!
KO: What, he's got rhythm and isn't afraid to share.
LO: That's damn near sexual assault if you ask me, but from here both competitors made it to their feet at the same time, and just when it looked like they were going to go into another round, Zack Fantana rushed in from out of no where, grabbed both by the back of the head as he went, and just sat out to bring Devlin and Zombie down to the mat with a double face plant.
A clip of Fantana getting to his feet and looking out at a crowd that is on the edge of their seat. He flashes a wink, and then sprints towards the ropes, and springboards into a perfect lionsault that crushes both opponents. Zack remains draped across both as the ref looks on confusedly, before shrugging and hitting the mat for the count.
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KO: Both competitors kicked out at about the same time, but this didn't deter Fantana, who picked up Zombie, and tossed her through the ropes to the outside.
LO: Devlin was struggling to his feet when Fantana came rushing back in with a blockbuster like neck breaker that looked brutal. He immediately went for a cover, and only got a count of two.
KO: Man, these two have been involved in a lot of Main Events as of late, and both have a keen interest in proving that they are the best. This match was no exception.
A shot of Fantana getting to his feet, making his way to the corner, and climbing up to the top rope. He signals to the crowd by holding his hands together like a pillow and resting his head on them that it's time to send Devlin into a Lucid Dream just before leaping from the top with an incredible corkscrew shooting star press. Unfortunately for Fantana, Devlin was able to roll towards him, causing Zack to miss entirely and eat a face full of canvas. Both men are down in the ring, and the ref starts a count that lasts until six before Devlin manages to get to his feet. He chuckles at Fantana as he dazedly tries to push up to his knees, only to be driven face first back down into the mat by a devastating curb stomp from Devlin.
KO: I thought that Face Time was it for this match, and it might very well have been if not for Zombie's last ditch effort to break up the pin.
LO: No doubt, Ken. Zombie barely made it across the ring for that save, and this one would have been over.
A scene of Devlin getting to his feet to find his assailant, only to catch a stiff roundhouse kick to the gut that doubles him over. Zombie follows this up by falling back into the ropes for spring, and rushes forward with a jumping knee strike that sends Brennan crashing to the mat. She drops for a cover, but see's that Fantana has pulled himself to his feet and is stumbling their way. She knows he'll make the save, and she hits the mat in frustration, before pushing up off of her downed opponent to charge the one that is currently threatening her space. She rushes Fantana with a spear, but he suddenly side steps, and she ends up running right between the middle and top rope to crash head first into the steel ring post. She stumbles out of the corner cradling the top of her head, when Fantana hooks her from behind, and takes her over with a belly to back suplex that he swiftly turns into a double knee back breaker.
LO: Sleep Apnea had been administered to Zombie courtesy of Zack Fantana, but all three of these warriors had been going non-stop through out this contest, and it was finally catching up to them.
KO: That's right. The ref had to start a ten count, and just when it didn't look like anyone was going to be able to continue, Zack Fantana rolled until his arm was draped over Zombie's chest.
LO: I could have sworn that the ref counted three, but waved it off when at the last second Brennan Devlin managed to reach over and kick Fantana off of Zombie. God, it was soooo close!
A shot of Brennan Devlin crawling towards the ropes to help himself to his feet as Zack Fantana does the same on the other side. Both men come up at about the same time, but it's Devlin who see's Zack first, charging across the ring to nail him with a clothesline that sends both men hurtling over the top rope to crash to the concrete below. Once again, the referee is stuck with three down competitors, and he starts a ten count that only gets to five before Zombie reaches her feet. She looks around the ring uncertainly until spotting Devlin and Fantana who are pulling themselves up by use of the ring apron. She looks at the crowd who come to their feet and she nods, before hitting the rope for spring, and then thundering back across the ring to fly through the middle ropes into a suicide dive that nails both men. All three a laid out once again, and the referee looks as if he's about to pull his hair out as he goes for another ten count.
KO: The ref got all the way up to seven this time before Zombie got to her feet, and he signaled that the match would continue.
LO: They were still on the outside when Zombie got a hold of Devlin, and tried to throw him into the steel ring post, but he reversed it and she crashed face first into it instead.
KO: Devlin didn't get much time to himself, as Zack Fantana came in from behind and tossed him head long under the bottom rope and back into the ring.
A clip of Fantana, still on the outside, looking over at Zombie who is already trying to make it to her feet. He shakes his head and begs for her to turn around, and just when she does, he nails her with a superkick that sends her crashing back down to the concrete. From here, he jumps up onto the ring apron, but Devlin is there to meet him with a stiff forearm shot to the jaw. After a few more shots, he hooks him around the head, and then moves to suplex him back into the ring. Zack shifts the momentum in mid air, and comes crashing down across Brennan for a pin.
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LO: Devlin got out before the three, and Zack Fantana wasted no time pulling him up to his feet to go for another Sleep Apnea, but it was Devlin's turn to reverse, reaching up to hook him around the head, and go for a Face Off!
KO: Unfortunately for Brennan, Zack managed to hook the ropes and so it was only him hitting the canvas. He looked pretty confused as he got to his feet, and when he turned around, that's when he got caught with the Reverie!
LO: That ended with a cover attempt, but amazingly, Siberia Zombie dove in to break it up before the three.
KO: Action intensified here, with Zombie doing some fancy footwork on a retreating Zack Fantana. She managed to catch him with massive side kicks right to the skull that looked like she might cleave it right from his shoulders!
LO: Yeah, but just when it looked like Fantana was about to go down for the count, here comes Brennan Devlin out of nowhere to spin Zombie around, and catch her with a Face Off!
Devlin tries to go for a pin, but Zombie wisely rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring, and he beats his fist on the mat in frustration before getting to his feet. He turns back towards Zack Fantana who is slumped in the corner, and he grabs him by the hair of the head, drags him out to the center of the ring, and attempts another diamond cutter. This time, however, Fantana shoves him forwards, preventing Devlin from hitting his mark, and when Brennan turns back around to face him, he walks right into a small package. The ref is there to count the three.
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LO: Brennan Devlin managed to kick out, but it was after the three count, and I tell you, this crowd was stunned for a minute after hearing the sound of the bell.
KO: Yeah, but then they came alive in a big way.
A scene of the crowd on their feet in cheers as Zack rolls quickly out of the ring to the outside. He nearly bumps into Zombie, who leans against the guard rail cradling her head, and she says something seething to him as he passes while shaking her head in frustration. Back in the ring, Brennan Devlin is sitting on his knee's staring at his hands, shaking his head in disbelief. He looks up at Fantana who is back peddling up the aisle with a grin on his face, and his arm raised in victory. Devlin spits on the camera, and calls Fantana some exploitative deletives before getting to his feet and pacing around the ring.
LO: Big win for Zack Fantana, who not only gets to rectify the travesty that befell him last show by pinning Brennan Devlin, but also got some measure of revenge on Cross Recoba earlier in the night by distracting him in his match.
KO: And the biggest point of all, is he has the edge walking into the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet match which will be streaming live from Rome, Italy on the Fight Network!
LO: As big a victory as this was for Zack, I hate that it was overshadowed by such a tragedy. I can't get that segment off my mind, Ken.
KO: Yeah, it's tough, but we've done all that we can do. Hopefully someone will come forward with information about the assailant.
LO: Ok, I guess you're right. Let's get to the outro so we can process our final thoughts.
Winner by Pinfall: Zack Fantana
Othello Score: ***1/2
KO: Crazy show, eh, brother of mine?
LO: You can say that again.
KO: Well, we have our final participants for the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet match. I wonder where everyone will place in the show? I mean, we know that Zack Fantana will open the contest with Brennan Devlin and Siberia Zombie being at the end. What about the other four?
LO: Well, they were all fighting for a random spot in the match, so I'm guessing that management will roll the dice, or pull their names out of a hat, or something. I'm not really sure how it works.
KO: Either way, we'll also be crowning an undisputed Gladiator Champion, when Monarch Champion, Elina Cartel, goes head to head with Ace Devereux, the Gladiator Champion.
LO: God, I hadn't even thought of Elina. How is she going to handle all of this going into the biggest match of her career?
KO: I hate to say it, brother, but I don't know. I realize I've said that a lot tonight, but this was that kind of show. It's not everyday that someone dies, and for us it's almost like the second time, considering Joel Hawkfield went down due to heart complications last show.
LO: Yeah, but Joel Hawkfield will live to fight another day. Pandora Royce won't. I just want her family to know that we weren't trying to be malicious by showing that footage. We really do hope that someone watching this broadcast will have information moving forward.
KO: Indeed, but for right now, I think we need to get off of this emotional train, and call it a night. Folks, I am Kenneth Othello...
LO: And I am Laurance Othello..
TOGETHER: And we are the Othello Brothers, signing off.
LO: You can say that again.
KO: Well, we have our final participants for the 7 Pillars of Rome Gauntlet match. I wonder where everyone will place in the show? I mean, we know that Zack Fantana will open the contest with Brennan Devlin and Siberia Zombie being at the end. What about the other four?
LO: Well, they were all fighting for a random spot in the match, so I'm guessing that management will roll the dice, or pull their names out of a hat, or something. I'm not really sure how it works.
KO: Either way, we'll also be crowning an undisputed Gladiator Champion, when Monarch Champion, Elina Cartel, goes head to head with Ace Devereux, the Gladiator Champion.
LO: God, I hadn't even thought of Elina. How is she going to handle all of this going into the biggest match of her career?
KO: I hate to say it, brother, but I don't know. I realize I've said that a lot tonight, but this was that kind of show. It's not everyday that someone dies, and for us it's almost like the second time, considering Joel Hawkfield went down due to heart complications last show.
LO: Yeah, but Joel Hawkfield will live to fight another day. Pandora Royce won't. I just want her family to know that we weren't trying to be malicious by showing that footage. We really do hope that someone watching this broadcast will have information moving forward.
KO: Indeed, but for right now, I think we need to get off of this emotional train, and call it a night. Folks, I am Kenneth Othello...
LO: And I am Laurance Othello..
TOGETHER: And we are the Othello Brothers, signing off.