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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:11:23 GMT -5
The lights in the arena are out as we hear Alara Miles voice.
Alara: Ladies and Gentlemen... FALL OUT BOY!
After the performance we cut to the announce table where Case and Trey sit smiling from ear to ear. The fireworks explode as the fans cheer.
Trey: We are BACK live on pay per view. Tonight is about revolution! Tonight is about the World Title as Thomas Snow goes one on one with Sarah Lacklan!
Case: We also have a grudge match between Atara Themis and Madwoman Szalinski!
Trey: The International Title is back as Miles A. Way, The Frequent Flyer does battle with Sara Pettis.
Case: Don't forget the battle between PASHA and Austin St Peters.
Trey: We have a tag team spectacle as strange bedfellows, Anya Coyle and Vonn Richter take on Ginger Snaps and Oliver Last.
Case: Daniel Dream is also in action tonight.
Trey: Folks, let's get right to it!! |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:11:35 GMT -5
Trey: Time for this show to hit it up another notch with some heavy hitters in tag team action.
Case: I’m set and ready, are you?
Trey: Uh oh, we know that means!
REM’s “I Took Your Name” cues up. Richter stomps out from backstage to glare at the crowd.
Alara Miles: This tag team matchup is scheduled for one fall! … First, from Bossier City, Louisiana, and weighing 297 pounds, “The Man Who Moves the Needle” VONN RICHTER!
Case: Moving the needle indeed. Have you see the damage Richter has been a force and constant headache to anyone between Sarah Lackland and the Trinity Title.
Trey: He has, and now he takes that frame and power into another team setting.
Case: He’s going to be a major factor, for sure!
Vonn psychs himself up by hopping up and down and letting out a roar. He walks to the ring, up the steps, and through the ropes. Once inside he again does his little bounce and bellows at the fans.
Judgement and Punishments kicks in as the fans are booing for this. Outcomes Anya Coyle, looking at the fans as they boo at her. She looks at the fans before flipping her pink hair and walks to the ring with a scowl. People yell at her, but she keeps on ignoring them. She rolls into the ring with the growling part kicking in and lights going around.
Trey: Anya and Vonn shaking hands. This could be a problem for their opponents.
Case: Similar dreams equals similar screams.
Trey: Really?
Case: I’m just saying these two would rather take the rest of this roster down with them than lose. It’s going to get them far, Trey. So yeah, be forewarned.
Hello Kitty blasts through the speakers, Ginger bops down to the ring high fiving fans—when Anya hops down and drops her to the ground. Vonn Richter leans over the ropes with his jump rope routine of flexing and pumping steel.
Trey: How despicable! Ginger Snaps the victim of a sneak attack!
Case: Here comes her partner! And there goes Richter!
Refs help the in-ring official regain order after a few tense moments of shouting between both sides. Fans went continue showering the arena with chants for “Gin-ger Snaps!” during and still after the initial melee. Richter gives his partner props before taking their starting position. He hops and flexes those massive deltoids while the smaller yet equally determined Oliver Last meets him across the way.
Case: And finally, a bell sanctions this violence!
Trey: Richter has the lock up. And he throws Oliver to the mat.
Case: Look at that specimen! Oliver Last is not going, well last, if he plays it by Vonn’s game.
Trey: Few people in this company could, really.
Vonn taunts the smaller man who regains himself slow but surely, looking for the first opening he can find. Richter keeps a compact stance with his legs wide apart. Something like an AT-AT begging to topple over. Last goes right for the back of his knee with pinpointed kicks.
Case: Look, everyone at home has that friend who shin kicks. These ain’t the same thing.
Trey: Richter isn’t going loose enough to avoid them either!
Case: Exactly, and Oliver is making him regret those extra forty-plus pounds!
After a few beestings, Oliver gets Vonn right where he wants him. He then hits the ropes and meets the bigger man with a hurricanrana that whips him across the ring. Vonn Richter slaps the canvas before going into a bull charge that lifts Oliver off his feet and ends with a massive spinebuster.
Case: And then those extra pounds do their damage!
Trey: Oliver can’t drop his guard like that. Vonn will kill him!
Case: Exactly, and now the power game is taking firm control.
Vonn drags Last over to his corner before tagging in Anya. She calls something then takes off for the opposite ropes. Richter hammer tosses Oliver Last like a meat bag—right into a big boot from Anya Coyle. Fans recoil from that nasty impact.
Trey: Anya just took the poor guy’s head off with that big boot.
Case: Like I say, Trey, these two share a dangerous mind. And they don’t care about others.
Trey: Playing nice has never been in Anya’s playbook. Now she’s going after the ankles.
Case: Fast guys have so many tender parts. She’s trying to slow him down for good. I mean, I would.
After a series of stomps and joint manipulation of his pivot foot, Anya lines up a DDT. She gets halfway to the ground before a last second kick separates them. She turns around only to see a corkscrew crossbody springboard from the middle rope and throw her to the mat.
Trey: Such fast-paced and innovative offense from Oliver Last!
Case: Keep it up!
Trey: He wants to tag out of here—but Anya trips him up with a chop block!
Cut short of that daylight, he keeps trying to reach the outstretched hands of Ginger Snaps when an elbow drop to his back pins him in place. She tags Richter who leaps over the ropes.
Trey: Anya calling for the heavy. And here he comes!
Case: Richter plucks Oliver off the canvas—and he’s rag dolling Last like a child’s toy!
Trey: And the power of Vonn Richter Just Shooketh him to the bones!
He swings violently, until his footing graces the top rope. He has to break the hold, but not before chucking Oliver aside to major booing from the crowd.
Trey: Ginger Snaps still waiting to get piece of those two.
Case: Oliver needs to find a way out of the ring. Because these two are relentless!
Vonn throws Oliver in his corner and hits a shoulder block for good measure. He dismisses their opponent with domineering flex towards both Last and all that swelling crowd noise. When Oliver ties his laces through a sudden small package roll up.
1!
2!
Trey: That was so close! Richter almost lost them the match!
Case: He’s getting sloppy, Trey. Look to see more where that came from.
Trey: Not if Vonn Richter has anything to say about it!
Richter whips him into the ropes yet misses of the clothesline. Oliver returns into a sidewalk slam. Richter, looking to humiliate the smaller man in Last, puts some showmanship on his carry. This delay gives Oliver a chance to do a sunset flip over his hulking shoulders.
Trey: Clever move, but can he pull those tree trunks down?
Case: He missed his chance. Let go before he stomps your light out, kid!
Vonn resists the pinning attempt and simply walks out of it like a deep puddle. He swoops around for a massive clothesline yet misses high again. Agility has him at big disadvantage with the pesky Oliver Last buzzing around him until Vonn gets him in that powerbomb positon.
Trey: Oh no! Richter could end it all with the Vonn Bomb!
Case: Look at that agility!
Trey: Frail and Bedazzled! Oliver overcame it and just spiked Richter’s head on the mat!
1!
2!
3 –
Case: Anya Coyle saving the match at the last second.
Trey: But there goes Oliver Last on all fours!
Anya gets Vonn to head for their corner and tag her back into the match. She pursues Last seconds before he can make the tag. She hops on his back—but the deed id done on the final stretch.
Trey: Ginger Snaps into the match! And she’s bringing the fire and fury with her!
Case: Dropkick! Anya Coyle hits the ropes!
Trey: She overshoots the big boot!
Case: Snapping off!
Like a switchblade, Ginger snaps off the dragon suplex and pulls Anya Coyle off the mat. She sets up the DDT when a shove off gets distance. She stumbles backwards and eats a sucker punch from Vonn Richter. That momentary lapse sees her in front of a wounded but waiting Anya.
Case: Anya evades a big kick!
Trey: She dives in, Hell’s Fury!
Case: What a counter from Coyle! Can she end it here?
1!
2!
Vonn Richter clotheslines Oliver Last out of the air.
3!
Alara Miles: And yours winners… Anya Coyle and Vonn Richter!
Case: Dirty tactics everywhere, but this team did the dirty work to win. And listen to these fans.
Trey: They know how hard Ginger Snaps and Oliver fought to get back into this match. In the end, they fail to best the other side.
Case: Great tag effort from both sides. And now Ginger and Oliver receiving a deserved applause.
Trey: But they are no moral victories in wrestling.
Case: Well… time will tell. I’m just glad to be back here with you, Trey.
Trey: Teamwork at its finest. And stay tuned for the conclusion of the Tournament, and more, after this. |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:12:06 GMT -5
Daniel Dream and Mike Mason are in the ring ready to do battle before the bell can ring the lights go out.
"I Wanna Rock" by Twisted Sister hits as Vinnie Lane steps out on the ramp.
Vinnie: Not very fun to have your show interrupted. Now I am sure these two no name guys were about to put on an ample contest. I am sure each and every one of you are wondering why I am here. I, however, wouldn't worry about me being here. I would worry about them.
Daniel Dream and Mike Mason are attacked by XWF's Michael McBride, Chaos, and Thunder Knuckles. Thunder Knuckles irish whips Mason into McBride who hits a major spinebuster. Chaos lifts Dream up and hits the Equalizer. Mason tries to help Dream. McBride hits a double underhook brainbuster.
Vinnie: He calls that the Banshee's Wall!
Thunder Knuckles hits the Thunder Strike. The XWF guys stand victorious as Vinnie Lane smiles.
Trey: This is absolutely despicable!
Case: It may be but all in all the XWF has put us on notice tonight. Never thought I would say this but I hope Pasha wins that title at XWF Leap of Faith! |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:12:54 GMT -5
Austin St. Peters comes out fist pumping and dancing trying to be cool.
Trey: Is he still protesting?
Case: I sure wish he was.
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!
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 stands across from him.
Case: Pasha should be in the main event tonight. He should be competing for the world title.
Trey: You can’t let that go, can you?
DING DING DING
St. Peters charges at Pasha and leaps into the air!
...And bounces off of Pasha like a rubber ball hitting a brick wall!
Trey: Well that didn’t work.
Case: He’s just a rookie. Give him a chance.
St. Peters gets up and begins laying into the big man with a flurry of punches, but Pasha just laughs! Austin tries and tries and tries but The Huggable One doesn’t budge an inch!
Pasha playfully shoves his opponent back, who charges again with a dropkick only to bounce off yet again!
Trey: He sure is… stubborn.
Case: Not necessarily a bad trait.
St. Peters jumps to his feet and swings wildly at Pasha. But the lovable Russain holds him at arm’s length by holding a hand to Austin’s face. Pasha laughs and gestures for the crowd to “get a load of this!”
Frustrated, St. Peters goes low. Using his own body to block the ref’s view, he drives his knee right between Pasha’s legs!
Trey: Oof.
Case: You always gotta protect the McNuggets!
Pasha is stunned for a moment, allowing Austin to hook the head and bring the big man down with a DDT. While on the ground, he tries to wrap the big man up into a figure four leglocl! He can’t quite lock in the submission, but he gets enough of it.
Pasha cries out in pain for a moment as he reaches out for the ropes, easily hooking his long arms onto the bottom rope.
Trey: it’s almost unfair how massive this man is. He can escape from anywhere in the ring!
Case: And… how is that unfair exactly? Not his fault he’s a big boi!
The referee demands St. Peter’s release the hold! His count reaches 4 before Austin finally frees the big Pasha.
Trey: St. Peter’s needs to be careful here. He was almost disqualified!
Case: Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, Trey.
Austin demands Pasha to get up. Pasha rises to his knees (still standing taller than his opponent). St. Peters charged in, looking for his White Privileged V-Trigger!
Trey: That’s it!
Case: No!
Pasha catches the leg of St. Peters as he goes for the knee strike. He wags a finger and shakes his head no. He grabs Austin by the neck and the crowd goes insane. They all know what’s about to happen.
Trey: Looks like Austin St. Peters is going for a ride.
Case: St. Peters we hardly knew ye.
Pasha hoists his opponent into the air with one hand and slams him hard into the mat with the chokeslam!
The cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Austin holds his neck in pain as he coughs and gasps for air. But Pasha is quick on the offensive. He scoops St. Peters up like he's a child and lifts him over his head, letting him plummet to the mat behind him, landing hard on his chest. Pasha follows it up by stepping and standing on St. Peters back for as long as he can balance.
Trey: Pasha driving all the air out of St. Peters with this agonizing move.
Case: As long as he’s speechless, I’m happy.
Finally Pasha lets him go, finally allowing Austin to gasp for fresh air. He grabs Peters and lifts him up yet again, this time in a suplex position. And he holds him there.
For a while.
...A rather long while.
Trey: Did he… did he fall asleep?
Case: Hey! Big man! We got a show to do!
Bohdan gestures for Pasha to hurry up, causing the Starry Plough to shrug and finally drop back, making St. Peters writhe around in absolute agony.
The cover.
1!
2!
3- Kickout!
Trey: Another kickout from St. Peters!
Case: That may not be a good thing at this point. You gotta know when to throw in the towel.
Pasha gestures to the crowd, getting them excited. He drags the much smaller man up to his feet, delivers a swift kick to the gut, and lifts him up into a package piledriver position.
Trey: Here we go! The beginning of the end!
Case: Thank god.
Pasha lifts St. Peters up and Irish whips him into the ropes. St. Peters falls over the ropes and onto the apron. Pasha grabs St. Peters by the throat and hits a one handed chokeslam to the outside. St Peters is out.
Trey: KOSSACK KRUNCH!
The referee checks on St. Peters and calls for the bell.
Case: Pasha is going to win here as St. Peters may be injured. |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:13:49 GMT -5
The two circle as the bell rings, then they tie up in the middle. Atara uses her height advantage to power Madwoman to the corner. The referee urges her to let Madwoman out of the corner. They go to lock ip again but Atara kicks Madwoman in the midsection and plants her with a quick facebuster. Atara goes for the pin.
1…
2-NO!
Case: Was it a two count?
Trey: Does it matter? She kicked out
Atara pulls Madwoman up by pulling her hair, much to the disdain of the ref. She whips Madwoman off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Madwoman bicycle kicks her arm. She then kicks Atara's leg hard enough to drop her to a knee. Madwoman hits the ropes and comes back fast… only to be caught with a scoop powerslam from Atara.
Trey: Quick thinking from Atara.
Atara gets to her feet first and she reaches down for Madwoman, who slides between Atara's legs and she gets up behind Atara, jumping on her back and locking on a basic sleeper hold. Atara is flailing, reaching for the ropes. As she starts to fade, she grabs ahold of the top rope. The referee urges Madwoman to release the sleeper hold and she obliges. Madwoman follows up with a dropkick to Atara's back. She goes for the cover.
1…
2…
NO!
Case: Too close! Can we get a new ref?
Trey: Why?
Case: Because reasons!
Madwoman rolls her over and locks on a front face lick. She pulls Atara up and Atara rams her into the nearest corner. With Madwoman still holding on, Atara backs out a foot and floats her over with a northern lights suplex with a bridging pin.
1…
2…
NO!
Madwoman kicks out and both women get to their feet. Madwoman runs in for a shining wizard. Atara catches her with a clutch release suplex outta nowhere.
Trey: It wasn't pretty… but it was effective.
Case: Madwoman nearly landed on her head!
Atara is the first to stand, followed slowly by Madwoman. Atara charges and goes for her devastating front kick. Madwoman baseball slides underneath and gets back to her feet. When Atara turns around, she is met with a high angle ballerina kick to the jaw.
Trey: SWAN KICK! ATARA IS DOWN!
Madwoman quickly goes for the cover.
1…
2…
3!
Case: WHAT?!
Trey: Madwoman Szalinski is victorious! |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:14:25 GMT -5
The fans in New Mexico cheer as Trinity General Manager Cecilia Ortiz steps out from the back. She looks around, a bit nervous, as she slowly makes her way down the ramp.
Trey: What is going through the GM’s head tonight?
Case: Whatever it is, it probably involves puppies and kittens.
Cecilia walks up the steps and climbs into the ring as the Trinity fans give her a warm reception. She receives a mic from ringside and begins to speak.
Cecilia: Thank you Trinity fans for all the support you have shown us. This past month has been a bumpy ride, but we would not be here if it weren’t for each and every one of you. On behalf of myself, Kylie, and everyone in the back – thank you.
Fans cheer again as Cecilia nods.
Cecilia: We may be in the early stages of our reboot, but we are already under attack. As you may know, the XWF…
The crowd already begins to boo at mention of the invading forces.
Cecilia: …the XWF has decided to go to war with us. We don’t know how many XWF roster members are planning on coming onto our show and disrupting things. We do know that this force is lead by one of their owners, Vinnie Lane.
Crowd boos.
Cecilia: And it currently consists of my sister, Geri. Geri, I will deal with you inside this ring next week when I kick your ASS!
Crowd cheers at the thought of Cecilia vs Geri.
Cecilia: But I am proud of the roster that we have, and of all the employees, and most importantly, the FANS that we here at Trinity are humbled to have. I know, if we stick together, and with hard work, we will…
Cecilia lowers her mic and nervously looks up toward the rampway.
Trey: What the hell is this now?
A few seconds go by as Cecilia, the crowd, pretty much everyone in the building is fixated on the rampway. After a few second, out steps XWF Legend CENTURION to a huge, yet mixed, reaction.
Trey: It’s Centurion!
Case: Get him out of here! He doesn’t belong here!
Centurion looks out into the crowd and smiles as the Trinity fans don’t quite know how to react to him. Centurion buttons up his suit jacket before walking down the aisle.
Trey: I wonder what he’s doing here?
Case: You know what he’s doing here! He’s here to attack Trinity! He’s an XWF wrestler! That son of a bitch is going to hurt Cecilia!
Centurion steps onto the ring apron and into the ring. Centurion looks around to each side of the ring where the fans before gesturing to Cecilia to hand him the mic. She nervously obliges.
Centurion: Well…so this is Trinity, huh? Sweet place you got here. I love all the purple. Really makes you stand out.
Crowd continues to mostly remain mostly silent as Centurion turns towards Cecilia.
Centurion: Miss Ortiz, let me start by saying, at the end of the month, I know one of your guys, Pasha, will be fighting for the XWF Hart Title. Quite frankly, that upsets me. I spend nearly a year bringing prestige to that title, and to see a shot be given to a man simply for being big and Russian is an insult to me. I wanted to get that off my chest.
Now the crowd boos.
Case: He doesn’t like the booking. Great. Now go home.
Centurion: Now, let’s get to…why I’m here. Allow me to give you folks a little timeline of events. A few weeks ago, I was on Twitter. Yes, Twitter, the cesspool of the world. And while I was there, I stumbled across some tweets made by Miss Cecilia Ortiz over here. What were these tweets about? Well, they were of Miss Ortiz…sucking on a pacifier, and calling someone “daddy”.
An embarrassed looking Cecilia turns away from Centurion.
Centurion: Now, I’m no psychologist. I have no idea what “age regression” is or why someone would partake in such a thing, so I did what I normally do, and I trolled. And I would have kept trolling, but then I was told I need to stop. That it is a coping mechanism. I heard this…from Geri Vayden.
The crowd boos again at the name.
Centurion: See, Geri and I have had a bit of a kindship. So I trusted her judgement on this. So I reached out to Cecilia to apologize. And then, something odd happened. Throughout the course of that conversation, Cecilia told me about her job. She told me about Trinity, and the vision she and Kylie have for this place. She talked about jumpstarting this place as the “little engine that could”, chugging along in the world of much larger companies. She then offered me a contract…..this contract.
Centurion reaches into his inside jacket pocket and pulls out a rolled up contact.
Centurion: And a conversation that started with me saying “I’m sorry for making fun of you”, ended with her saying…”Welcome to Trinity Wrestling!”
Centurion hands the contract over to Cecilia as the crowd explodes.
Case: What?!
Trey: Centurion signed a contract with Trinity!
Cecilia gets a huge smile on her face as the two embrace in a hug. After a few seconds, the two turn toward the crowd, raising each other’s hands into the air. Cecilia points to Centurion as the crowd continues to cheer. As the two release their holds of each other’s arms, Centurion adjusts his tie and Cecilia looks over the contact…
WACK!!!
Centurion is completely blind sided from behind with a steel chair to the back of the head! Standing over him is Geri Vayden, angerly looking down at her former mentor.
Trey: Good Lord! That sound was sickening!
Blood begins to pour out from the side of Centurion’s head as a shocked Cecilia steps back in horror. The crowd is booing and screaming as Geri turns her gaze over to Cecilia. Security comes pouring into the ring as Geri tosses the chair to the ground and puts her hands up, complying with the security guards and exiting the ring.
Case: That celebration was short lived. Geri Vayden damn near took Centurion’s head off!
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:14:34 GMT -5
The atmospheric intro to Marshmello's 'Fly' begins to play through the arena speakers, as the house lights dim and a purple, aqua and blue light show begins near the entrance way. At first, said light show is illuminating nothing in particular; after a few moments, however, the curtain begins to noticeably stir until, after a few more seconds, a young man emerges from the back. Taking no more than a second to survey the scene in front of him, the youth then promptly crouches, head bowed, clearly waiting for some sort of cue. He remains in this position for several more moments, as the song slowly begins to build to a crescendo, until finally...
'I CAN FLY!!!'
...he explodes upwards in a leap, arms outstretched!
Alara Miles: This match is scheduled for one fall! … and it will be for The International Championship! … first, the champion, on his way to the ring from Battle Mountain, NV … weighing 180 pounds … “Frequent Flyer” Miles A. Way!
Trey: A huge tilt for the International Title with the recent return of Frequent Flyer Miles!
Case: He’s always been a showman with the humble airs of a saint. Good kid against all the rotten eggs of this sport.
Trey: And he returns to Trinity with one thing in mind: Get back to the top of the Trinity mountain.
Case: Not how I’d have said it, but sure, sounds good.
As the house lights come back up, the youth takes off down the ramp at a run, arms still outstretched to mimick the wings of a plane. He lets as many fans as possible graze his fingers with theirs all the way to ringside, then takes an additional lap around the ring, slapping hands with every child he spots in the front row. Only once this goal is accomplished does he nimbly leap up onto the apron, holding onto a turnbuckle for balance as he steps through the ropes and into the ring. Once inside the squared circle, he continues to limber up until it is time to step forward and face his opponent, to whom he makes a point of offering a sporting handshake before the bell. He then takes his fighting stance, ahead of the start of the match.
As his music fades out, Trinity's reigning, defending and undefeated International Champion looks up and around him at the crowded stands, a wide grin dawning on his features. He takes a moment to soak in the fans' welcoming cheers, before requesting a microphone from a nearby stage-hand and bringing him to his lips:
Miles A. Way: What's up, everybody? Long time no see...
Another cheer welcomes these words, almost drowning out Miles' next few:
Miles: Yes, I know...shame on me for not being here last week. What kind'a Champion misses the return show for their company, right?
A chorus of 'we-for-give-you' rises up from a section of the arena and quickly spreads all across the floor, making the International Champion's smile even wider. When Miles next speaks, he is clearly trying to suppress his emotions and keep a steady tone.
Miles: Thank you, guys. Thank you guys so much.
Then, as another roar arises:
Miles: To be fair, though...I had an excuse. I had to find this first.
The Champion holds his belt up high for the crowd to see as he adds:
Miles: What kind'a Champion shows up for an event without their belt, right?
A short cheer signals the crowd's agreement, as Miles continues:
Miles: It's all right now, though. I found it, and I'm here. And I want you guys to know that no matter what happens here tonight...I'm doing this for you as much as for me. And win or lose, belt or no belt...I'm going to keep on doing what I do. I'm going to keep on being the People's Champion.
The roar of approval is deafening this time, and the International Champion has to pause for a few moments, to allow it to die down, before he can continue:
Miles: Speaking of which...enough being mushy. I've got a title to defend. So Sara Pettis...come on out here and let's have ourselves a match!
With this, Miles turns towards the entrance curtain, waiting as eagerly as the crowd for his opponent to emerge from the back...
Case: Now we’re talking!
Trey: Oh yeah, the fans know what that music means! Here comes the number one contender!
Alara Miles: And your challenger … from Nome, AK … weighing 137 pounds … “The Child of Fate” Sara Pettis!
Trey: Sara bringing more than her A-game tonight.
Case: This is PPV energy, Trey. And Sara knows how to bring the house lights down.
Trey: She enters with confidence, but you can’t turn your back one second on such an accomplished competitor like Miles A. Way.
Case: Exactly. He’s young but still one of the best on roster.
Trey: Young talent is the strength of Trinity from Miles to Thomas Snow, Gen Z is taking over this town!
Case: Yeah, I guess so.
Sara raises her hands no removing her shades as she does to the lingering beat of her theme. Miles limbers up with an in place jog. The referee presents the belt to the two competitiors and then overhead before the entire Rebirth audience. She then passes it off before calling for the starting bell.
Case: And we’re off to the races—Miles leapfrogging the Champion!
Trey: But Sara scouted it perfectly! Flipping neckbreaker!
1!
2 –
Trey: Not even close, but a warning to the youngster that she’s the challenger for the championship for a reason!
Sara gives him a finger wag before whipping Miles into the farthest turnbuckle. She gives chase, but the spidery kid rolls over the ropes and nails her with a forearm. He then springboards from the top rope and connects on a vaulting forearm smash.
Case: He’s got the happy feet, for sure. But can this kid keep the pressure on a seasoned vet like Pettis?
Trey: And they’re back up. Strength favoring the large Miles as he works a headlock.
Case: Just some control to get a feel of the champ. You can expect more from Sarah—and there ya go!
Trey: Drop toehold slips the champion on all-fours! She’s got him in place!
Pettis tries to set up her Ice Pick Driver, but the slippery Miles dives through her legs. He hits the ropes but lands right into a flying head scissors from the Challenger.
Case: That’s a classic! And now she can take control of the mat—see!
Trey: Miles trapped in a head scissors. He’s trying to grab that bottom rope.
Case: He doesn’t even need to grab it, only get to the area for a break.
Trey: But those must seems Miles away in that hold.
Case: Jes—he kipped up!
The frequent flyer rolls from that position to get a side clutch on Sarah Pettis. An reactive elbow doesn’t stop him from landing a finessed back body drop with a backwards somersault for good measure. Miles then heads from the turnbuckle and delivers a two-step moonsault onto Pettis.
1!
Trey: A retaining blow?
2!
3 –
Trey: He almost had it!
Case: Such a fighter, Trey. You can’t keep a junkyard dog like Pettis down for long. Miles needs to end it.
He strikes that hot iron and springboards off the middle rope. Fans rise from their seats, and just as he tries for the Miles Ahead of You – Sara raises her knees.
Case: She’s a fighter!
Trey: Miles A. Way stumbling for the ropes.
Case: A shot like that will knock the wind out of anybody. Kid gambled and came up short.
Sara gets to knees but looks hurt after that moonsault. Instead of going slow, she bounces off the ropes closest to Miles and nails a springboard hurricanrana for some clap back at the champion
Trey: Saracanrana!
Case: Not the smartest offense. That killed both of them. Whoever gets up from that might be the last one standing when this dust settles.
Trey: And these fans are loving it!
Miles holds his head only to see the sluggish fontender glaring down at him. She motions for him to “bring it” but Miles A. Way can’t shake out those cobwebs. Sara tires of waiting, just laying the boots into the challenger. He tries to crawl away from the onslaught only to eat more leather.
Case: Don’t lose composure now. You’ve got him on the ropes!
Trey: Pettis getting separated by the official. A DQ isn’t how she wants to end this day.
Case: Hell no! Sarah wants to put the challenger down with a statement.
Pettis waits for the right moment, when Miles pulls himself up with the ropes, to try for that Ice Pick Driver again. He goes halfway up before those athletic legs kick their way free. She has to drop the hold when the size advantage come back into play through a hammer throw into the turnbuckle. Sara can’t stop her momentum as she collides into the apron.
Trey: What a collision! Pettis nearly fell out of the ring!
Case: Miles finding her trapped in the ropes.
Trey: Oh don’t do that!
Bent over that proverbial barrel, Frequent Flyer goes off the audience’s cue with an open palm raised high. Everyone rises once more demanding blood.
Case: Nice going kid! A fatal mistake!
Trey: How did she do that! Sarah just countered that—she turned it into an Octopus stretch!
Case: He came into the spider’s web! Now the hunter’s hunted!
Fans gasp as Sara works around into a tornado DDT. She then makes a hasty cover.
1!
2!
Trey: Miles got a foot under the rope.
Case: Has that for a premonition, Trey?
Trey: You called it, but can Sara find a way to win the title this relentless competitor?
She pulls him into place and to some mixed reactions, finally hits the Ice Pick Driver and hooks the leg.
Trey: Is it over?
1!
2!
3 –
Case: You’re kidding me! This kid won’t go down without a fight.
Trey: Sara ripping out hair after that count. She’s now taking it out on the official!
Case: She needs calm down. This isn’t the ring assassin fan are used to seeing. Miles is getting under her skin and it’s affecting her ability to close of the match.
Sara sees him regaining a footing, so she slaps him with a backhand that every seat could hear. She then pulls the kid over towards the nearest turnbuckle.
Case: This is going to be a big risk.
Trey: Victory roll up!
Case: Frequent Flyer does it again!
1!
2!
3 –
Sara throws her entire weight to get the larger challenger off her in time. Fans go into hysterics.
Trey: Who wants it more? Who can stand their ground at sunset?
Case: Yeah, who’s not dead enough to hold on is more like it—big dropkick from Miles!
Trey: Way Up High! What a game-changing crossbody from the challenger!
They roll over almost out of energy. Neither one sees the end but the face they want to cave in with a flurry of aimless strikes back and forth. Sara gets the upper hand and drops Miles with a huge European uppercut. She then takes off for the turnbuckle in a climb unsuited for most.
Case: Pettis sees the end. Will this gamble pay off?
Trey: She lines up her target!
She takes a long, labored breath atop the turnbuckle. Fans grow silent as she flies off with a moonsault that slips halfway down into a tucked foot stomp.
Trey: Miles gets away at the last second!
Case: How did he do that? He was dead to rights!
Miles takes advantage, hitting a surprise shrinui that lays them both out. Still, he crawls out of the fallout and gets onto the top rope. Fans chant “Fly-er Mi-les!” as he lines up a kill shot.
Trey: Can he finish off the champion?
Case: This is a very bad idea, Trey!
Trey: Turbulence! He just defied gravity with that amazing maneuver!
Miles hits the corkscrew inverted shooting star press like a thing of beauty. He barely makes the cover.
1!
2!
3!
Alara Miles: Your winner… and STILL International Champion… “Frequent Flyer” Miles. A Way!
Case: I’m impressed. Whoever’s on top after tonight’s main event better beware. Miles A. Way is for real!
Trey: He put the entire roster on notice with this hard fought win.
Case: And it’s teeing up the biggest show of the night, after this, we’re crowning another new champion!
Trey: Rebirth is a new beginning, and I doubt this last these two see of each other. We’ll be right back! |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:14:51 GMT -5
Alara Miles stands in the middle of the ring.
Alara: The following contest is an IRON MAN MATCH and it is for the Trinity World Championship!
(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.
Alara: Introducing first, he is the first EVER Trinity World Champion, the Trinity Original, the Ice Prince THOMAS SNOW!
The fans cheer loudly.
Trey: Snow is ready to do battle.
Case has his arms crossed in protest.
Case: He shouldn't be here!
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. Sarah calmly walks out onto the ramp and stops, taking the time to look at the crowd. As the guitars play, she slowly walks down the ramp, careful to avoid the touch of any fans, with an arrogant sneer on her face. As she approaches the ring steps, she carefully climbs them before entering the ring.
Alara: And the other challenger, she is SARAH LACKLAN!
Trey: Sara's are 0-1 tonight!
Case: What does that have to do with anything?
The clock appears on the tron at 30 minutes. Lacklan wastes no time as she begins hitting some palm strikes and the bell rings. The clock begins counting down. Lacklan hits a kick to the face of Snow. Snow crumples to the ground as Lacklan goes for a quick cover.
1..
2. NO!
Trey: And Snow kicks out.
Case: In an Ironman match it is all about weakening your opponent and catching them off guard.
Back in the ring Lacklan has a chinlock on Snow. The referee checks in as Snow yells "No" at him. The referee keeps his eye on Snow as the crowd begins chanting. "Snow, Snow, Snow" and clapping. Snow feeds off the crowd and makes it to his feet, Lacklan still locked in on his chin. He hits three shots to her gut as she releases the hold. He hits the ropes and Lacklan goes for a high kick as he bounces back. He ducks under it and hits the opposite rope. He bounces back and hits a monkey flip on Lacklan.
Trey: Five minutes have elapsed and no one has a pinfall yet.
Case: Twenty five minutes remain.
Snow on the offensive with some stomps. He heads to the top rope. He has Lacklan lined up for the Nuclear Winter. Before he can jump Lacklan rolls out of the ring. Snow watches her as she catches her breath. Snow hits a Shooting Star Press to a standing Lacklan... or so he thinks. Vonn Richter has come out from the crowd and catches Snow. Richter runs Snow into the steel post ribs first.
Trey: Ten minutes in and Richter shows his face. This is despicable!
Case: It is all legal.
Cooper Strumm runs at Richter and hits a kick to the knee of the big man causing him to drop Snow. Richter chases Cooper to the back as Lacklan rolls Snow back in the ring. She follows suit as she smirks down at Snow. She hits the ropes and hits a Shining Wizard.
Case: MARK OF CAIN!
She goes for the cover.
1...
2...
3!
Alara: Your winner of the first fall, Sarah Lacklan!
Lacklan laughs as she looks down at Snow.
Trey: FIFTEEN MINUTES TO GO!
Snow pulls himself up by the ropes as Lacklan hits a few more open palm strikes. Snow drops to the ground and rolls out of the ring. He uses the time to catch his breath. Lacklan follows as they keep battling outside the ring. Lefts and rights being exchanged as the clock hits ten minutes.
Trey: Snow has to do something.
Case: GO LACKLAN!!
Snow runs into the ring as Lacklan follows. Snow hits the ropes. Lacklan goes for a clothesline as Snow ducks under and locks in a Koji Clutch.
Trey: THE BLIZZARD!
Lacklan begins tapping out as we hit five minutes on the clock.
Alara: Your winner of the second fall... THOMAS SNOW!
Trey: It is one to one.
Case: Yeah but Lacklan has this!
The two begin battling back and forth in the center of the ring. The crowd erupts again as Richter chases Cooper right into the ring. Lacklan looks to go for a Supergirl punch on Cooper who ducks. She hits Richter. Snow hits a dragon suplex and goes for a cover.
1..
2..
3...NO!!!
Lacklan kicks out. Lacklan rolls out of the ring as she catches her breath and the clock hits 2 minutes. Lacklan rolls back in as Snow helps Cooper out of the ring. Snow turns around and is caught by a mist from Lacklan. Lacklan hits the Abyss and goes for the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Alara: Your winner of the third fall, SARAH LACKLAN
The timer hits one minutes.
Trey: Snow needs to get to his feet here.
Case: I told you he shouldn't be here!
Snow is unable to move as the time ticks away. The bell rings as Lacklan stands over Snow victorious..
Alara: Your winner and NEW Trinity World Champion.... SARAH LACKLAN!!!
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 18:14:58 GMT -5
Kylie Moore and Cecilia Ortiz come out with a bag. Kylie has a microphone in her hand. The two women are all smiles. Kylie: First off Sarah, congratulations on winning this title. We may be a small company but we hold our superstars to a high standard and we are happy to have you representing us during this rebirth. The fans chant "Trinity! Trinity! Trinity!" Kylie smiles as she speaks again. Kylie: That brings me to this. As you all know last year Trinity was bought out by a larger company. We tried to acquire the name and were... well.. unsuccessful. Tonight, Rebirth is more than a name of a pay per view. Cecilia opens the bag and hands the title to Lacklan. Trey: That title looks different! Kylie: Sarah... you are not the new Trinity Wrestling World Champion... you are the FIRST EVER... REVOLUTION1 World Champion! Sarah celebrates as Kylie and Cecilia clap. The following image appears on the tron as the show fades out.  |
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Post by TWN on Jul 15, 2020 22:07:09 GMT -5
OOC
Thank you all for understanding my situation. I hope you all enjoy the show.
Thanks to Thomas Snow, Pasha, and Sara Pettis for writing matches
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