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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:44:02 GMT -5
The pyro in the arena explodes as the fans cheer loudly. The camera pans as we reach the announce table. Case and Trey are seen smiling, well Case is smirking more than anything. As "Mayhem" fades out the announce team begins speaking. Trey: Welcome to Tuesday Night Sin on the Wrestle Network! The Revival Tournament is down to the final eight! Case: I wouldn't want to be anyone in this round, that's for sure! Trey: Madwoman Szalinski one on one with Sarah Lacklan! Case: Sarah Lacklan's my favorite to win it all! Trey: What? You don't think Pasha stands a chance? Case: And you think Kitty Dark does? Trey: Yes, I do actually! She's gonna have to get past Ginger Snaps tonight! And don't forget tonight's main event, closing out the quarterfinal round with Daniel Dream and Evan-Lee Chase! Case: We even got non tournament matches! Matter of fact, one's about to start right now!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:44:24 GMT -5
"AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGG! ROOF! ROOF! ROOF!"
The sound of banjo picking begins to play over the PA.
Alara Miles: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from West Virginia, 'Mad Dog' Mark Wright!
"Mad Dog" Mark Wright comes barreling through the entrance way. Chugging a can of beer. He stops at the top of the entrance way, and smashes the can on his head. Mad Dog throws the smashed can into the crowd and then pulls his jacket off throwing it down and runs down the entrance way and slides under the bottom rope into the ring.
Trey: “Mad Dog” Mark Wright making his debut here tonight. Expect him to do big things here in Trinity.
Case: Very low bar...
SWING LOW S-
That was as far as the lead singer of UB40 gets before the song gets drown out by a tidal wave of boos. After all; When every member of the most hated family in wrestling has been using the same thing song for decades, the crowd knows what to expect and sure enough as always accompanied by the massive hulking figure of Mr. Grim looking as grim as ever, out steps proudly with the union jack draped over her shoulders Chelsea Pebblepot. She stands there on the stage taking in the hate and the constant USA .chants, with a smug grin, simply spreading her arms out, letting the crowd take in wrestling royalty before making her way down to the ring, Mr. Grim following behind, She walks down the ramp slowly, one foot in front of the other playing to the camera and looking disgusted at the filthy disgusting Americans on either side of her, screeching at them how better she is then each and everyone of them.Chelsea flips her twirls around as she approaches the apron. She climbs up the stairs and stands in the middle of the apron, slowly removing her entrance gear, she snaps her fingers and Mr. Grin holds open the ropes for her as she enters the ring. Tossing it aside, she bends down, slowly running her hands up her legs and flips her hair, a grin plastered across her perfectly bronzed face. and taunts the fans one more time before retrating to her corner.
Trey: And his opponent, Chelsea Pebblepot! She put on a good showing in the world title tournament, but was eventually defeated by-
Case: MY PICK!
DING DING DING
Pebblepot charges out of her corner at Mad Dog! Wright meets her, connecting with a devastating clothesline!
Case: DAMN!
Trey: That stiff Mountaineer Lariat!
The cover!
1!
2!
3-
Kickout!
Chelsea sits up in a daze. Wright gets in front of her and hits her with a headbutt. She sways backwards but stays upright. Wright hits another headbutt. And another. And another! But Pebblepot is still sitting up!
Trey: Wright sure does have a hard head.
Case: So does she.
Frustrated, Wright growls and stands up before driving a boot right into Pebblepot’s jaw!
The cover!
1!
2!
3-
Kickout!
Trey: This woman is resilient!
Case: But Mark Wright is persistent.
Wright pulls Pebblepot up by the hair and drives a forearm into her face before he pulls her in for an exploder suplex. He picks her up again and throws her into the corner. He smirks at the prone body before him…
Trey: What’s he planning here?
Case: I don’t know. But I think Chelsea should call her dentist. Just in- OH MY GOD
Mad Dog charges at Pebblepot and hits her with a wicked mafia kick! Pebblepot crumbles to the mat.
The cover!
1!
2!
3!-
KICKOUT!
Case: What will it take to put this chick away?!
Wright crawls over and lingers in the corner, waiting for Pebblepot to get to her feet. He marches over to her just as she stands up. He turns her around and drops her with an RKO!
Trey: Wright Way!
The cover!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING
Mark Wright gets to his feet and the referee raises his hand in victory. Wright mimics kicking dirt onto his fallen opponent as he exits the ring.
Trey: A dominant showing by the newcomer Mark Wright.
Case: Finally a good f***ing competitor.
Trey: Stay with us, we're just getting started! Four quarter final matches still to come!
Case: Yes...there are four quarters in a whole, Trey. Great call there. Jesus Christ...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:44:35 GMT -5
Jerika Mason is sitting alongside Austin St. Peters. She speaks in a hushed tone.
Jerika: Austin, Trinity Management has offered to pay for rehab. Have you gone?
Austin scoffs.
Austin: No, I haven't gone. I don't need rehab. I need to work.
Jerika interjects.
Jerika: What happens if you get into the ring under the influence and hurt someone?
Austin looks Jerika dead in the eye.
Austin: What if I hurt you? You see, the fact is Kylie and Cecilia KNEW who they hired. I will make sure...
He is cut off as Kylie Moore appears in the shot.
Kylie: You don't wanna go to rehab. That is fine. We have another rehab in mind. At Rebirth... you will step into the ring with the seven foot eight inch, 500 lb PASHA!
The scene cuts out as we head to the ring, Austin looking concerned for his own well being.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:44:48 GMT -5
(Heart starts to pound shaking the ground this is the sound... Heart starts to pound shaking the ground this is the sound...)
"Warrior" by Ledger begins playing through the speakers as the arena is illuminated by ice blue and white lights.
(This is the sound It's the sound of the warrior This is the sound It's the sound of the warrior)
Thomas Snow steps out from behind the curtain to a wave of cheers and applause, his loving boyfriend, Cooper close by his side. The two men look out into the sea of the Action Wrestling fans. A huge, proud smile crosses Thomas' face as he soaks in the support.
Thomas begins marching down the ramp, a vigor in his step. He pauses in front of every young fan in the front row and gives them a supportive pat on the back and a high five.
(The words that fall from both sides of your lips Like open jaws of shackles made for my wrist This is the sound of the captives released This is the sound of my enemies fleeing The lights come on The truth will be my victory!)
Once he reaches the ring, Snow climbs the turnbuckle and poses with his arms out to his sides before jumping off into the ring.
Thomas takes his time climbing each corner and posing, allowing every side of the arena to get their photos and memories. Finally, he jumps down and makes his way over to Cooper. The two men share a kiss as Thomas hands his jacket over to his boyfriend.
Cooper exits the ring while Thomas crouches down in his corner, awaiting the beginning of the match.
As Thomas prepares for his match Cecilia Ortiz appears on the tron.
Cecilia: The Wolf had travel issues and is not able to compete tonight. Your winner of the match... THOMAS SNOW!
Cooper jumps in the ring to celebrate with Thomas who shakes his head and asks for a mic.
Thomas: I came here tonight to wrestle for these wonderful fans. I will do that one way or another. Kylie, Cecilia I am on my way back there to speak with BOTH of you!
Snow and Cooper exit the ring amongst the cheers and head backstage as we fade to black.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:00 GMT -5
The scene opens backstage with Jerika Mason , and into the scene steps a massive man wearing a skin tight sharkskin suit steps into the frame. His hair is perfectly groomed, his smile shows off what must be a veneer smile. His hands grip the collar of his jacket, and his massive biceps bulge in his tight jacket. His flashy smile turns into a very smug one.
Man: I know, I know, I’ve taken your breath away and left you breathless Jerika. It’s ok, I have that affect on all women. That is what happens when the Mecca of Manhood enters a room, all eyes are glued to me.
Jerika Mason: Um, who…
The man holds his finger up to Jerika’s mouth and shushes her Jerika looks extremely insulted, but the man pays no attention to her and is totally absorbed into himself.
Man: I am every woman’s fantasy, and every man’s worst nightmare, I am….
The man is cut off as Mad Dog comes back to the interview area celebrating his recent win. Mad Dog carrying a Mason jar filled with a clear liquid that he is taking a swig from as he staggers into the interview area. Jerika sees him and turns her attention to him, as she would rather deal with Mad Dog than this pompous jerk.
Jerika Mason: Mad Dog, congratulations on your big win tonight.
Mad Dog smiles at Jerika and marches over to her with a big smile.
Mad Dog: HEY, JERIKA BABY! Old Mad Dog did it. Old Mad Dog did it for the good old red, white, and blue, what a way to head into the fourth of July BABY!
The Man steps in-between Jerika and Mad Dog.
Man: Hey, hillbilly, this is my time, so take your ass back to the sticks before I send you to the hospital.
Mad Dog looks the man up and down, and then spits a jaw full of tobacco juice onto the leather Gucci shoes of the man. Mad Dog looks up and smiles at the man, and the man responds with a right hand to the jaw of Mad Dog. Mad Dog fires back and the two men begin to trade rights and hands. Jerika screams as the two men almost crash into her, but she moves out of the way just in time.
Mad Dog begins to get the upper hand, driving the man backwards. Mad Dog takes a couple steps backwards and then charges forward at the man, but the man regains his footing and lands a kick to the crotch of the charging Mad Dog. Mad Dog falls to his knees, clutching his groin. The man then lands a big kick to the head of Mad Dog knocking him flat on the ground. The man pulls his suit jacket off and throws it down while picking up the microphone that Jerika dropped.
Man: I AM THE MECCA OF MANHOOD! I AM THE BIG NATTY DADDY! I AM THE MARVELOUS ONE! I AM MARVELOUS MIKE MASON!
Mad Dog begins to push himself up from the ground. Mike Mason throws the microphone down and grabs the glass Mason jar that Mad Dog had dropped during the fray. Mad Dog gets to his knees and when he does Mike Mason smashes the glass jar into the face of Mad Dog. Mad Dog grabs his face and begins rolling around on the ground in pain. Mason looks down at his hand that is now bloody as security and some EMTs rush onto the scene the scene fades out.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:07 GMT -5
The lights fade to blood red, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman standing in a barren warehouse, smoking a cigarette. The eerie instrumental gives away to the impassioned growling lyrics of "The In-Between" by In This Moment and that sedate image melts away as though doused in acid. The scenes flow between shots of Kitty’s life outside the ring, to match footage revealing a dark-haired woman beating the holy hell out of both men and women.
Trey: All right! It's time for the first quarterfinal match of the night!
Case: Indeed, it is...
The veteran herself steps out at the top of the ramp alone, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she rolls her shoulders, getting ready for battle. She's followed closely by her manager Hunter Donimari as she strides purposefully towards the ring, pausing every few feet to glare haughtily at the fans that have the audacity to try and reach out to touch her. She slides under the bottom rope, languidly doing a very cat-like yoga stretch while the crowd showers her with hatred.
Trey: Kitty Dark, not unfamiliar with Trinity Wrestling...
Case: I kinda like her new attitude, Trey. She literally does not give a single solitary f**k. What the f**k? They bleep f**k now?
Trey: Gotta make a few compromises to get back on the air, Case.
Kitty seems utterly oblivious although there’s definite malice in her eyes as she pulls her hair back into a messy ponytail, securing it with a plain black elastic band before slowly shrugging off her jacket and tossing it to Hunter on the outside. She mounts the turnbuckle and flips off the crowd in two directions as her music cuts out into a squeal of feedback.
Trey: Kitty Dark put Chelsea Pebblepot away last week with an exclamation point of a statement last week...
Case: Definitely loving her new outlook on life, Trey. Maybe she'll go to the finals against Lacklan! Now that would be one hell of a title match for the Pay Per View, huh?
Trey: Yes, it would...don't forget, folks, in just two weeks is Trinity Wrestling: Rebirth, live from The Pit in Albuquerque, New Mexico! The finals of the Revival Tournament!
As "Hello Kitty" blasts through the speakers, Ginger bops down to the ring high fiving fans along the way.
Trey: And her opponent tonight also made a statement last week, beating the veteran Oliver Last!
Case: Yeah, but this new Kitty Dark is nobody to overlook, Trey!
Ginger slides right into the ring - and into the waiting boots of Kitty Dark. The ringing of the bell is only a mere formality, as the match is well underway.
Trey: Kitty Dark immediately taking the advantage here, setting the tone...
Kitty has pulled Ginger up, shooting her off the ropes towards the other side. A quick back elbow sends Ginger back onto the mat, followed by a short and quick elbow drop.
Trey: Kitty is all over Ginger Snaps to start this thing off!
Case: This is why you got to be careful when you talk trash to people! Ginger Snaps had some very rude things to say about Kitty Dark before this match, and now Kitty's responding with her hands!
Kitty picks Ginger up from a front face lock into a fisherman's suplex, dropping Ginger down directly onto the back of her head.
Case: Fisherman's buster!
Trey: Kitty rolls over, going for the cover...
The referee slides into position.
Trey: Could this be it, already?
ONE!
Case: Probably, most of our matches end earl-
Trey: No! Ginger Snaps, out on two!
Kitty doesn't give a shit. She just gets up, brings Ginger up with her, then brings her into the corner.
Case: Kitty Dark is just giving Ginger the business!
Trey: Ginger Snaps is fighting back! Elbow! And another!
The crowd gets into the match, behind Ginger, as she throws a series of left punches and right elbows. Ginger whips Kitty back into the corner, charging in with a kneelift.
Trey: Ginger is getting back into this match!
Ginger rushes Kitty back out of the corner in a side headlock...
Trey: There's a bulldog out of the corner! Ginger now goes for the early cover...
Case: She isn't hooking the leg! You gotta hook the leg!
Kitty Dark kicks out right before the two count.
Case: See? You gotta hook the leg if you're gonna put Kitty Dark down!
Ginger sits Kitty up, using a three-quarter nelson to bring her around to her feet. Ginger goes for a snapmare takedown, but Kitty slips out. Using the rear waistlock, Kitty lifts Ginger up and turns over to drop her onto her stomach. From here, Kitty is easily able to get a good position and slap on a side headlock of her own.
Trey: Kitty Dark has been doing this for several years now, Case...
Case: That's right! She knows every trick in the book and she's willing to use 'em all if she has to!
Kitty lays her weight into Ginger, opting to wear her down in the hold.
Trey: It's not fast-paced, but it's definitely effective!
Case: This is wrestling 101, plain and simple. Just put your opponent in a hold until they give up or something makes a loud popping noise.
Kitty: How you like that, cookie bitch?
Kitty cinches up on the hold further.
Trey: This woman is definitely scorned, and Hell hath no fury like the beating she's putting down on Ginger Snaps!
Case: Oh, yeah...
Kitty stands up, pulling Ginger up with her. Ginger is able to step back and pull Kitty to the ropes, pushing her away.
Trey: Ginger gets out of the hold...
Case: Kitty with a spinning heel kick!
Trey: She missed!
Ginger hits a toe kick to Kitty's gut.
Trey: Could be the Ginger Snaps DDT!
Ginger snaps back, but Kitty Dark stays standing.
Case: Gotta use both hands when you're going for a DDT, too.
Trey: Kitty Dark reverses the Snap DDT! And now she's going for the Sharpshooter!
Ginger tries to block the turn, but Kitty persists until Ginger Snaps is on her stomach. Kitty cinches the hold in, leaning back as far as the squatting position will allow.
Case: She's got it, Trey! It's locked in!
Kitty isn't going anywhere, but Ginger is reaching for the ropes.
Trey: Can Ginger get to the ropes?
Case: Kitty's got this thing pretty much locked in here...
Trey: No! I think Ginger can get them!
Ginger's fingertips brush the bottom rope.
Case: Pull up, Kitty! Pull up!
Trey: Can she do it?
The referee orders Kitty to break the hold.
Trey: She got to the ropes!
Case: Huh, guess she did have it in her.
Kitty Dark refuses to release the hold.
Trey: The referee is going to disqualify Kitty Dark! Let the hold go!
The standard five count is applied. Kitty lets go right after four.
Trey: The damage may have already been done!
Case: Have I mentioned how much I like Kitty Dark's new mean streak? She's my second pick, just in case Madwoman pulls some dumb shit and actually beats Sarah Lacklan tonight!
Kitty Dark waves the referee's admonishing aside, preparing to whip Ginger across the ring.
Trey: Kitty now setting Ginger up...she reverses the whip! Kitty's coming back...
Case: Watch out, Kitty!
Trey: Ginger has Kitty up on her shoulders...
Ginger falls back with a modified fallaway slam (from the fireman's carry rather than a front scoop.)
Trey: What a move! Ginger Snaps with the comeback! She goes for the cover!
Case: And she hooked the leg this time!
Trey: One!
Case: Two!
Trey: Kitty Dark kicks out just in the nick of time!
The capacity crowd in Lincoln, Nebraska starts rhymically stomping and clapping to get behind Ginger Snaps. Ginger, disappointment showing in her face, takes a deep breath before rising from her knees. Kitty sits up, and turns away from her opponent to get to a knee.
Trey: Ginger Snaps has to come up with another way to get past Kitty Dark!
Case: Kitty Dark has to come up with another way to put down Ginger Snaps!
Trey: Maybe Hunter Donimari can slide her some brass knuckles again this week!
Case: Maybe you can shut up, Trey!
Trey: I'll shut up when you do, Case!
Case: Whenever you wanna make me...
Kitty and Ginger meet in the middle of the ring. Ginger hits a right hand, and Kitty returns it with one of her own. Things rapidly break down into a wild brawl of swinging fists, a few feet here and there, and eventually both women end up on the ground. Ginger stands over Kitty, but is being held in a front guillotine choke. She tries to bust out of the move, barely pulling her head away.
Case: This is a fight now, Trey!
Kitty scoots backwards and stands up, waiting for Ginger to approach her. Ginger attempts to leap onto her for a hurricanrana, but Kitty powers out. Ginger flips backwards from Kitty's shoulders, landing on her feet. Kitty attempts a standing spinning heel kick, but Ginger ducks this.
Trey: Who's going to make the first mistake?
Ginger goes for a cutter-type move, but Kitty hangs on. Kitty pulls her in, and brings her down with a reverse Russian leg sweep.
Case: The Ego Trip!
Kitty rolls Ginger over for the cover, making sure to get her feet up onto the ropes. Hunter holds her feet onto the ropes from outside the ring, and may have possibly been the one to put Kitty's feet on the ropes to begin with.
Trey: Do you see that, referee! Look!
Case: That's old man Gus, I'm surprised he can see his own reflection!
One!
Two!
Three!
Case: Good deal! Way to go Kitty!
Trey: Yeah! Hunter helped her AGAIN!
Case: Ref didn't see it, so it doesn't count!
"The In-Between" plays over the PA system as Kitty's hand is raised. When she exits the ring - straight into the waiting arms of Donimari, Ginger Snaps begins to argue with the referee over the pin. Kitty is quick to get back up the ramp as Ginger presents her case, and many fans are telling Gus that she is not lying.
Trey: Kitty Dark moves on into the semifinals! I don't like it, but that's the official result!
Case: Well, then go apply to be a referee and let me do commentary by myself!
Trey: That doesn't sound like a bad idea! But before I go think about that, we still have three more tournament matches to go!
Case: We sure do!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:13 GMT -5
Jerkia Mason: Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time, the “Pink Flame”, Anya Coyle.
Anya Coyle walks up, wearing her hair in a bun with her pink hair along with a black tank top like blouse and leather pants. She’s wearing glasses while looking at Jerika.
Jerkia Mason: Anya, you are coming off a tough loss against Evan-Lee Chase on last week's show. How are you feeling right now?
Anya looks at Jerika and sighs a bit. She eyes her as she begins to talk.
Anya Coyle: I’m feeling alright. I’m still living and breathing while doing what I need to do back home in Portland at my office. Evan-Lee Chase was someone I would never expect getting in the ring with and I took her too lightly.
She looks at Jerkia and takes off her glasses.
Anya Coyle: And to be honest, that was my fault. I’m at fault for taking her lightly. I do however, want to congratulate her on winning and moving on. She was tough for me, but one day, I will get her back.
She eyes Jerika.
Anya Coyle: We are all going to win some and lose some. I kind of wish my peers would get that.
Anya smirks at the camera with Jerika looking at her. She clears her throat.
Jerkia Mason: Onto another issue, Larissa Johnson. You and her seem to have a past with one another. Can you explain what exactly happened last week prior?
Anya shakes her head, knowing the topic of Larissa would come up.
Anya Coyle: I’m not going to go into detail about Larissa and I just YET. However, I do want to say this.
She looks at the camera, with a stern eye.
Anya Coyle: Larissa Johnson, if you want to come here then next week, how about you sit first row and watch my match next week?
She keeps her eye on the camera.
Anya Coyle: But knowing you, you probably won’t. You say something and then you don’t do it. Kind of like what you did at Vendetta when you LOST your match!!
She smirks and puts back on her glasses.
Anya Coyle: That’s all I have to say about that. I will be waiting for Larissa to respond…..if she even watches at all.;
Anya pats Jerika on the back and walks away. Jerika looks at the camera one more time.
Jerkia Mason: Anya had some words with Larissa Johnson, who is a part of Five Boroughs Wrestling. We will see what happens from here.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:20 GMT -5
A huge firework streaks across the arena before exploding at the entrance ramp. Pasha emerges and strikes a powerful pose.
Alara Miles: Entering high up from the Caucasus Mountains… weighing 550 pounds… accompanied by his loyal bard, Bohdan… he is “The Starry Plough” and Greatest Lover ... Pasha!
Trey: We're back on Tuesday Night Sin!
Case: And here's the biggest Sinner of all...
Trey: Pasha is the best boi, Case...but you're right, he is the largest competitor Trinity has ever had!
Case: Looking at him, if it weren't for the fact he was a big dumb baby I would say he has a hell of a chance to go forward in this tournament!
Pasha walks to the ring with long, mighty strides before arriving at the apron. Pasha then pulls himself to the ropes, where he lets his cape drop into his trusty bard’s hands below. He then enters rings spinning with his arms held out straight to a sprinkling of multi-colored sparks above the ring. Pasha goes to his corner ready to crush whomever stand across from him.
Cecilia Ortiz appears on the tron, much like from earlier in the night.
Cecilia: Earlier this week, James Ceno was fired from Trinity Wrestling. We, as staff knew Pasha would not want to get a bye into the semi finals. We went searching and there is someone who is wanting a match tonight. Someone who we felt deserves this opportunity. Someone you know very well, Pasha...
(Heart starts to pound shaking the ground this is the sound... Heart starts to pound shaking the ground this is the sound...)
"Warrior" by Ledger begins playing through the speakers as the arena is illuminated by ice blue and white lights.
(This is the sound It's the sound of the warrior This is the sound It's the sound of the warrior)
Trey: It's Thomas Snow! Pasha's best friend and tag team partner!
Case: He had his chance, Trey! He blew it! You have got to be kidding me!
Thomas Snow steps out from behind the curtain to a wave of cheers and applause, his loving boyfriend, Cooper close by his side. The two men look out into the sea of the Action Wrestling fans. A huge, proud smile crosses Thomas' face as he soaks in the support.
Trey: Can the first ever Trinity Wrestling World Champion do it again?
Thomas begins marching down the ramp, a vigor in his step. He pauses in front of every young fan in the front row and gives them a supportive pat on the back and a high five.
(The words that fall from both sides of your lips Like open jaws of shackles made for my wrist This is the sound of the captives released This is the sound of my enemies fleeing The lights come on The truth will be my victory!)
Once he reaches the ring, Snow climbs the turnbuckle and poses with his arms out to his sides before jumping off into the ring.
Case: I can't believe this! I can't believe this is happening!
Thomas takes his time climbing each corner and posing, allowing every side of the arena to get their photos and memories. Finally, he jumps down and makes his way over to Cooper. The two men share a kiss as Thomas hands his jacket over to his boyfriend.
Trey: Believe it or not, Case, Thomas Snow has caught a lucky, lucky break to get back into this tournament!
Cooper exits the ring while Thomas crouches down in his corner, awaiting the beginning of the match.
Case: He won the grand prize: another one-on-one match with the Russian bear!
Trey: And Pasha had no problem putting Snow down last week with the Pash-Scythe, that spinning package piledriver...
Case: Zangief. Just say Zangief, Trey.
Trey: He's not Zangief, he's Pasha.
Case: ...say it....
The bell rings to start the match. A handshake is the first contact of the bout.
Trey: This time, both of them have got to be thinking about last week's match and how it ended...
Case: Listen. If Pasha wants to give you a piledriver, who are you to tell him no?
Snow tries to lock up with the big man, and is lifted into the air. Pasha puts Thomas back into the corner with ease.
Case: Just like that! Who is going to stop Pasha from doing whatever he wants?
Trey: Thomas Snow has the speed he needs to stay out of Pasha's reach, he just showed that with that leap over the big man...
Pasha turns from the corner, as Thomas Snow rolls to his feet.
Trey: Thomas Snow now LEAPS TO THE TOP ROPE!
Case: Moonsault time!
Thomas Snow hits the moonsault - and Pasha catches him!
Trey: Pasha caught him!
Case: SCOOP SLAM WITH ONE ARM!
Trey: And Thomas Snow is down!
Allowing his friend a moment to collect himself, Pasha steps away from Thomas Snow.
Case: Come on, follow it up and squash him!
Trey: If that were anybody else in the ring with him, Pasha would, but Case...
Case: Yeah yeah, friends and partners and stuff. Well, we don't have a tag team division, so get him!
Trey: ...yet...
Thomas Snow sits up, moving to his feet. Pasha moves out of the corner now, reaching towards Thomas with one hand. Thomas has to use both of his hands to grab it away, trying to twist it into an arm ringer.
Case: Oh, my God...just stop. Stop and go home, Tommy.
Thomas struggles with every ounce of his might, trying to keep the wristlock locked in.
Trey: It's honestly amazing he got this hold on Pasha to begin with!
Thomas tries to push his right foot into the back of Pasha's left knee, but that's like trying to kick down a redwood tree. Pasha grabs onto Snow's grip with his other hand, reversing the wristlock and whipping Thomas Snow down onto the canvas.
Case: There we go! That's what I thought was gonna happen!
Trey: Pasha dominating with the strength and size advantage!
Case: I wanna see him sit on Thomas Snow now!
Pasha pulls Thomas back up by his arms. He takes Thomas into the corner, pushing him back to get a couple steps worth of room. Pasha charges to the corner with an avalanche splash, but Thomas drops down and exits underneath the bottom rope.
Trey: He missed! Thank God Thomas Snow got out of the way!
Thomas jumps to the top turnbuckle from the apron, leaping off with a missile dropkick. It hits Pasha in the chest, sending him back several steps. The crowd cheers, with alternating chants of "LET'S GO PASHA!" and "LET'S GO THOMAS!"
Case: Pasha didn't go down!
Thomas again goes through the ropes, and this time springboards to the top rope.
Trey: Another one!
Thomas' second springboard missile dropkick connects, and this one sends Pasha all the way to the other side of the ring.
Trey: Pasha's arms are tied up in the ropes! Pasha's stuck!
Case: What the hell is Thomas Snow thinking...
Thomas Snow holds up his right index finger and yells out only two words.
Snow: ONE MORE?
The crowd roars with cheers and affirmations.
Thomas goes to the ring apron....
Case: Uh, Thomas? Pasha's on the other side of the ring!
Trey: I think he knows that, Case...
Thomas looks back at the crowd, then back at Pasha (still tied in the ropes, as the referee is not The Mountain and cannot lift Pasha out of the ropes.)
Trey: THOMAS SNOW IS GOING COAST TO COAST!
Case: Non-stop flight!
Thomas Snow leapfrogs to the top rope, leaps with all his might, and BARELY gets across the ring to crash both feet into Pasha with a front dropkick!
Trey: HE HITS IT! THOMAS SNOW CROSSES THE RING FROM HIGH ABOVE!
Case: All right, fine, that was a nice move. I'll give him that!
Pasha is loosened from the ropes as a result of the impact, and falls to his butt before slumping to the mat. Thomas Snow rolls around in the ring, holding his tailbone and lower back. The crowd is going absolutely nuts, with divine fecal chants all around the building.
Case: What these people said! Holy shit, Trey!
Trey: WATCH THIS REPLAY!
The double feature replay is even more impressive than the live shot, showing every inch of the cross-ring leap from apron to apron. A third replay from yet another angle shows the distance, as well as the height, of the amazing leap.
Case: I could watch that ten more times and still not know how he hit that!
Back to live action, and Thomas Snow is back to his feet thanks to using the ropes for support. Meanwhile, Pasha is on one knee and thinking about standing back up.
Trey: Thomas Snow is back up! What could he be thinking now? Can he get one more big move?
Thomas Snow goes outside to the apron one more time, taking flight but opting to go shoulder first this time.
Trey: Thomas Snow going for it all...
Case: Pasha caught him!
Pasha stands up with Thomas on his shoulder, takes two steps back and drops to his knees.
Trey: The world's biggest spinebuster, right there!
Case: It was only a matter of time before Pasha flattened him, Trey!
Pasha stays on his knees for a moment, not going for the cover as he needs a quick breath.
Trey: Pasha knows what he has to do, but can he do it?
Case: He did it last week, this week isn't any different! It's even the same guy!
Pasha rises up, looking down at his best friend. He shakes his head, mouthing "I'm sorry, friend" as he pulls Thomas back up.
Trey: They'll still be best friends tomorrow, but tonight Pasha has to defeat Thomas Snow to advance to the semifinals of the tournament!
Case: It looks like Pasha's setting him up for that spinny piledriver thingy he does!
He gives Thomas the same pat on the back he had given him last week before doing this move.
Case: HERE WE GO! Pash-scythe!
Trey: Pasha looking to put Thomas Snow away quick, with the same move as last time!
Pasha has Snow packaged up, and goes for the lift.
Case: Picked him up easier than a sack of water balloons!
Trey: Pasha's going for it all here early!
Pasha makes the spin and goes for the sit-out to complete his package piledriver.
Trey: LOOK OUT!
The referee sees a pin attempt, and slides in for the cover.
Trey: A COVER!
ONE!
Trey: A COUNT!
TWO!
Case: AW HELL NO!
THREE!
Trey: A VICTORY!
Pasha looks up at the referee, who is raising the winner's hand.
Alara Miles: Here is your winner...Thomas Snow!!!
Case: HOW THE HELL DID HE WIN?
Trey: He found a way out, Case! Watch the replay!
During a replay, Pasha is mid-way through his full circle rotation with Thomas lifted in his grasp when we see Snow bust out of the hold just before Pasha sat out. He throws his entire body under one of Pasha's legs, grabbing on for dear life to get the three count with a roll-up.
Trey: Thomas Snow gets a second chance and he makes it count!
Back to live action, a disappointed Pasha still congratulates his friend.
Trey: Pasha is happy for his partner, even if he still lost! Everyone should have a friend like Pasha!
Case: You know who else lost? THOMAS SNOW, LAST WEEK!
Trey: Face it, Case, he deserved the second chance and he just proved it!
Case: Yeah, yeah, whatever. At least I still get to see Sarah Lacklan swat Madwoman Szalinski out of the tournament.
Trey: And that match is up next!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:36 GMT -5
The lights go out in the arena.
"EYES ON ME!"
A red spotlight shines down on the entrance ramp as a metal version of the Moonlight Sonata plays.
Alara Miles: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Trinity Wrestling Revival Tournament quarterfinals match!
Case: There she is! That's my favorite to win the title!
Trey: Yeah, you're the only one in Nebraska right now who thinks that!
Sarah calmly walks out onto the ramp and stops, taking the time to look at the crowd as they rain boos down upon her.
Case: Yeah, well, they're morons anyway! They're actually gonna cheer whenever Madwoman comes out here to get her ass kicked!
As the guitars play, she slowly walks down the ramp, extra-careful to avoid the touch of any fans, with an arrogant sneer on her face. The ran of boos becomes a derecho.
Alara Miles: Introducing first, from Hollywood Hills, California, Sarah Lacklan!
As she approaches the ring steps, she carefully climbs them before entering the ring.
Case: And you know what, Trey? I might be the only one cheering when that happens! But that's okay!
Trey: You do you, Case, but the time for talking is over!
Lacklan runs the ropes a couple times, swinging her arms around to loosen the shoulders. "I Believe in Miracles" by The Ramones starts playing, and the crowd bursts into cheers.
Alara Miles: Her opponent, from Parts Unknow-
Before any lighting can appear, or Alara can even finish introducing her, Madwoman Szalinski runs straight down into the ring sliding in. Lacklan tries to get the first stomp in, but Madwoman is already up and running to the ropes.
Trey: And the former Trinity Wrestling World Champion wastes no time! Lachlan misses with a back elbow! Madwoman comes back around again from the other side! Misses with the spinning wheel kick! Lacklan misses with the left roundhouse kick!
Case: Slow down! Trey can't stumble through calling these moves fast enough!
Madwoman lightly grazes Sarah's temple with a jumping enziguiri. She rolls backwards to get back into a crouching position, where Lacklan and her newly found forward momentum are waiting for her. Madwoman monkey flips Lacklan backwards, rolling her over close to the corner. Both women get up at almost the same time, where Madwoman is the one charging at Lacklan.
Trey: Sarah Lacklan meets Madwoman head-on! She takes her out to the center of the ring...Irish whip into the corner...
Lacklan follows Madwoman in, slamming an elbow into her face.
Case: HARD hit in the corner there! She's my favorite, Trey, I'm tellin' ya!
Trey: Your favorite, not mine...Lacklan pulls her back out...
Sarah Lacklan brings Madwoman to the middle of the ring, only to Irish whip her back into the adjacent corner; following this up with another stiff elbow shot when they meet the unforgiving turnbuckles.
Case: Whoo-hoo-hoo! Oh, mama! That's the ass whooping I've been waiting to see for months! Finally, Trey, someone is coming in here and beating Madwoman Szalinski's ass!
Trey: Listen to this capacity crowd boo the shit out of Sarah Lacklan!
Sarah smirks at the crowd some, before pulling a stunned Madwoman back out into the center of the ring.
Trey: And Lacklan AGAIN, whips Madwoman into the next corner!
This elbow sounded like it might have hurt.
Case: And AGAIN, Lacklan is right there with her! When Lacklan hits you with one of those elbows, they have got more crunch than a stale granola bar in the glove box of your grandma's Buick!
Trey: Your jokes aren't funny, Case, and neither are those shots Madwoman is taking early on in this quarterfinal match...
Case: And here she goes! Lacklan is gonna hit all four corners!
Lacklan whips Madwoman into the final set of turnbuckles, but takes that little tiny bit of hesitation before coming in. That few frames were all Madwoman needed, and the crowd's low roar of boos swiftly turn to hopeful cheers.
Trey: Madwoman leapfrogs to the second rope! Sunset flip! She turns her over!
Lacklan rolls out of the hold before the referee can make a count, but this allows Madwoman to focus on getting back up. Lacklan goes for a hiptoss, but Madwoman counters, putting one leg over Lacklan's neck and shoulders to backflip up and away. Madwoman goes for a hiptoss of her own, but Lacklan grabs the arm (MAYBE some hair too) to drag Madwoman back-first to the mat.
Trey: She grabbed her hair!
Case: Bullshit! She's wearing a damn mask, Trey!
Trey: You can see her hair sticking out the back! You kidding me?
Case: I see Sarah Lacklan dominating this match, Trey!
Lacklan is knelt behind Madwoman, one knee into the back, and her hands clawing at Madwoman's mask with the chinlock.
Case: Sarah could just put her in the sleeper and end this right now, Trey, but she's taking her time! She's not just trying to win this tournament and be the next Trinity World Champion, she wants to destroy the Madclan's leader tonight!
Trey: Lots of people have tried to do that, what makes her any different?
Case: She's not Addy A., and this isn't New York City! If they go outside into the streets of Lincoln, Nebraska it'll be nothing but god damn cornfields and she'll just leave her out there when she's finished!
Madwoman refuses to submit when the official checks, instead opting to try and stand up to one side. Lacklan transitions into a side headlock to allow Madwoman to stand but still remain under her control.
Trey: Sarah Lacklan does do one thing very well, and that is take advantage of her opponent's weaknesses! That mask could be a thorn in Madwoman's side!
Case: Madwoman's the thorn in all of our sides, Trey...
Trey: Case, would you just shut up?
Madwoman falls back to the ropes, pushing Lacklan off. She shoots to the other side, coming back with a high knee that misses. Madwoman pairs her ducking with a back kick, putting Lacklan on the defensive. She runs in with a nice hurricanrana to follow-up, getting Lacklan on the defensive and off her feet. She rolls to the outside along with the momentum from the swing.
Trey: Madwoman fights back! Lacklan goes to the outside! Case, what do you got to say now?
Case: I say Madwoman got lucky!
Madwoman hops to the top rope, looking for a springboard flipping senton. The crowd gasps when she gets a little bit more air than she thought...
Trey: And she gets lucky again, flying high! This crowd is on their feet!
Case: Yeah, but look how much it took out of her too! Now they're both gonna get counted out!
A replay shows the incredible height of Madwoman's jump, and the impact of the landing. Back to live action, and both women roll around to their senses somewhere around "THREE!" of the ten count.
Case: Come on, Sarah! Don't let this runt surprise you!
Trey: They're the same height!
Case: Look at the muscle on Lacklan though!
Both women are back to their feet on "FOUR!" but are locked up tight.
Case: See! Here it comes!
SLAM.
Case: THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!
Trey: What a vertical suplex on the floor! Right here in front of us!
The crowd's quiet is even more obvious by how loud the ref's "FIVE!" is.
Case: Get up, Sarah! Don't just leave her laying there to get counted out! Throw her back in the ring and get tear her arm off with the Pigeonwing!
Trey: I don't think it's that easy, Case! If it was, maybe you'd be the one out there getting slammed on the concrete!
Lacklan is definitely slow to get up, but Madwoman is even slower. The count is now at "SIX!"
Trey: This one might end in a double countout! Then what? Do they both get eliminated?
Case: No, Lacklan still wins because Madwoman's not doing a whole lot of moving and Sarah's almost up...
Sarah stands up just enough to fall back into the barricade, where she is pushed back off by a couple of the fans. Lacklan holds her hand as if she is threatening to slap them, then stumbles to the ring apron at "SEVEN!" Madwoman is on all fours, rolled beside the commentator's table.
Trey: Madwoman's came back from a lot of crazy stuff in her short career, but Sarah Lacklan's got loads of experience and no conscience when it comes to winning...
Case: Yeah, everyone's jealous of people who win all the time! It MUST be cheating, right?
Trey: Lacklan attacked Sara Pettis' injured arm after their tag match two weeks ago, then went after the same arm to advance in the tournament to face Madwoman tonight!
Lacklan rolls into the ring at "EIGHT!", rolling back out to break the count.
Trey: You mean to tell me that's not being a cheap, low down, dirty ass coward?
Case: Being a cheap, low down, dirty ass coward is not saying that to Lacklan's face! She's RIGHT THERE! Say it where she can hear you, Trey!
Lacklan looks up from "helping" Madwoman to her feet with a front face lock, seeing Trey and Case argue. Case points to Sarah, then back to Trey.
Case: Yeah! You hear this guy? You hear the shit he says about you?
Lacklan turns, pulling Madwoman around to put her against the ring apron. She keeps one eye on the commentator's table and the ongoing argument therein.
Case: If you don't smack the taste out his mouth, I will!
Lacklan moves to roll Madwoman into the ring, but Madwoman hits a surprise open hand slap to send her back. The crowd cheers at this, and is even louder for Madwoman's next move...
Trey: JUMPING FRONT DROPKICK!
Madwoman grabs onto the middle and bottom ropes, holding on and swinging her legs up to slide into the ring. Lacklan quickly rolls in as well, but Madwoman has had enough time to meet her.
Trey: Madwoman whips Sarah Lacklan to the corner! She comes in with a Ball Of Love!
Madwoman's running flip senton connects!
Trey: She hits it! Lacklan is off balance! Madwoman has a big chance here!
Madwoman waits for Lacklan to come out of the corner, ready as ever with the crowd behind her.
Trey: Madwoman's doing it, Case! Madwoman's coming back!
She gets the three quarter nelson locked in...she runs up the ropes...
Trey: The Magic Drop! She hits the magic drop!
Case: THIS IS SUCH BULL SHIT! HOW DOES THIS HAMSTER IN BALLERINA TIGHTS KEEP WINNING? HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN, TREY!
With the crowd beyond pumped, Madwoman's arm in the air, Lacklan on all fours shaking the cobwebs loose, the referee flat on his face after being kicked in the head by accident and Case ready to explode...
Trey: Madwoman's looking for the Swan Kick! Madwoman's going to hit it...
Out of the corner of her eye, Madwoman sees something that gets her to snap her head to ringside.
Trey: Wait a minute! Who's that running down here?
Case: Oh, thank God, someone's coming to stop this!
Trey: It's Atara Themis!
Atars runs full-speed for the ring...and slams on the brakes centimeters from it. She locks eyes with Madwoman, both women frozen in motion.
Trey: Why is Atara Themis here?
Madwoman turns back towards Lacklan and is sprayed straight into the pupils with red mist.
Trey: Sarah Lacklan just blinded Madwoman with the red mist! She just blinded Madwoman out of nowhere!
Case: You said it yourself, Trey! She knows how to take advantage of her opponent's weaknesses!
Trey: SHE JUST SPTI MIST INTO HER EYES! SHE CAN'T SEE TO DEFEND HERSELF!
Lacklan pulls the defenseless Madwoman up by the head.
Case: Well then, let the referee stop it before she gets hurt if it's that bad!
Trey: THE REFEREE IS DOWN, CASE!
Case: Huh. He must have gotten knocked out when Madwoman did that whole Magic Drop thing.
Sarah plants Madwoman into the mat with a reverse DDT.
Case: Lacklan puts Madwoman into The Abyss! See, I can do your job too Trey!
The referee crawls over, looking up to see Lacklan pinning Szalinski.
Case: One!
Trey: You gotta be joking me!
Case: Two!
Trey: No! Not like this!
Case: Oh yes! Yes like this!
Trey: NO!
Three.
Case: CRY YOUR SALTY TEARS! IT'S OVER!
The bell rings. Lacklan sits up, laughing. The boos of the crowd are not quite in key with the riffs of "Moonlight Sonata".
Alara Miles: Here is your winner, advancing to the semifinals...Sarah Lacklan!
Case: MADWOMAN IS ELIMINATED! MADWOMAN IS OUT OF THE TOURNAMENT!
Trey: SHE WAS DISTRACTED! ATARA THEMIS WAS ABOUT TO INTERFERE IN THAT MATCH!
Case: No she wasn't, Trey! She stopped! You saw that!
Trey: All right! What about that mist in the eyes?
Case: Ref didn't see it, so it's cool. Bye bye, Madwoman.
Trey: Well, there you have it...
Sarah Lacklan has rolled out of the ring, where she completely ignores the fans' boos on the way back to the locker room (Atara Themis notably walking alongside her.) Madwoman still appears to be blinded, and requires medical assistance.
Trey: Sarah Lacklan will blind someone in order to advance in this tournament!
Case: My. Pick. To. Win, Trey.
Trey: Well, I guess we've still got more to go after this, if you can believe it...we'lll be right back!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:45:53 GMT -5
"Cult of Personality" blares over the PA system as Daniel comes down the entrance ramp. Daniel Dream throws up peace sign as fans wearing his merchandise response by throwing up their own peace sign.
Trey: Look here. Daniel Dream is in the middle of a reconciliation.
Case: No one can change like that.
"Good Girls" cues up and Evan appears at the top of the ramp. She gives a smirk before strutting down the ramp. She slides into the ring, climbs the turnbuckle and raises her hands to the sounds of a crowd that cannot decide if they love her or hate her.
Trey: Evan-Lee Chase has been on a roll lately.
Case: Yes but she is still green. People like her are simply a flash in the pan!
The referee is standing in the middle as the competitors go face to face. Daniel locks in a headlock on Evan who whips him across the rope. Daniel rebounds and hits a shoulder tackle knocking Evan-Lee off of her feet. He smirks as he drops an elbow on the chest of Evan. Evan writhes in pain on the apron as Daniel stays on the mat laughing a bit.
Trey: Daniel Dream is looking good here.
Case: Of course he is. Evan-Lee Chase weighs like eighty pounds.
Trey: Unlike other companies NONE of our competitors are under one hundred pounds.
Back in the ring Dream has raised back to his feet as he lifts Evan-Lee up. She hits three right hands in succession as she fights out. She whips Dream into the ropes as he recoils she hits a sitout hip toss on him. She kips up and runs into the opposite ropes hitting a Shining Wizard. Dream is rocked as he gets to his knees again and gives Evan a "Come on" gesture. She runs and hits a second shining wizard.
Trey: Daniel Dream is taking some punishment here.
Case: I would say we need a mental evaluation on him but we already know he is nuts.
Evan-Lee is stunned as Dream again makes it to his knees. She goes for a third Shining Wizard as Dream ducks. He makes it up and hits an inverted DDT and quickly covers Evan.
1... 2... 3....NO!
Trey: Evan got a foot on the rope JUST in time.
Case: These referees were trained by Trapson. Are we sure they are able to do their job?
Trey rolls his eyes as Dream pounds the mat. Evan begins stomping Dream who seems to be laughing a bit. She shrugs and stands in the corner waiting for Dream to get up. As Dream makes it to his knees Evan hits a Sweet Chin Music on Dream. She climbs the turnbuckle. Dream makes it to his knees as Evan jumps off and hits a tornado DDT. She quickly goes for the cover.
1... 2... 3...NO!
Trey: What a kickout by Dream!
Case: He is as resilient as he is nuts.
Evan goes to lift Dream up but he begins hitting rights, lefts, and chops. He ends up with the upper hand. He gets in shot after shot as Evan starts to fade. She falls to the mat from exhaustion. Dream lifts her up on his shoulders.
Trey: He is going for the Go to Sleep!
Back in the ring he drops Evan toward his knee but she swings around and hits a cutter.
Trey: DUMBSTRUCK!
Case: How much dumber can Daniel Dream get?
Evan goes for the pin.
1... 2... 3!!!
Trey: What an ending to a great match.
Alara Miles: Your winner of the match... EVAN LEE CHASE!
Evan celebrates as the lights in the arena go out.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 15:46:06 GMT -5
As the lights come back up, Sarah Lacklan is in the ring.
Trey: What is she doing here?
Case: Getting an up close and personal look at her opponent for next week.
Lacklan begins hitting some open palm strikes to the face and neck area of Evan. She spins and hits discus lariat. Evan Lee is rocked to the ground. She mounts Evan and begins hitting a ground and pound as the fans begin to cheer.
Trey: IT'S THOMAS SNOW!
Case: What is he doing here?
Snow pulls Lacklan off of Chase. Lacklan hits the mist on Snow. He falls backward into someone in a mask. The person hits a huge kick to the back of Snow's head and removes the mask.
Trey: There is Kitty Dark.
Case: About time some order made it's way here.
Kitty locks a sharpshooter on Snow as Lacklan locks in a triangle choke on Chase. The referees rush the ring and pull the ladies off of their opponents for next week as the boos ring out. The tournament bracket appears on the tron as Kitty looks up and smirks, pointing at the graphic as she rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp. Lacklan and Kitty keep jawing with each other as the show comes to an end.
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