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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:49:25 GMT -5
OPEN BATTLE ROYAL
The Locals in this match tried to all gang up on Clyde Cheney. Standing at 6'10" and weighing 440 lbs he had to be the favorite to win this match.
At one point three of the men were on Clyde's back. Clyde dropped them over the ropes. Clyde hit a standing splash on one man before dropping him out of the ring.
Clyde drops the final competitor out of the ring.
Winner : Clyde Cheney Match Time : 8:03
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:49:54 GMT -5
The camera returns backstage and into the office of Revolution1 owner Kylie Moore. She is seated at her desk, with a pile of papers in front of her. Standing to her left is General Manager Cecilia Ortiz, and to her right stands the tall Russian lover, Pasha. Kylie is looking over some of the papers, getting more and more frustrated as she does. After a few seconds, a knock on the door is heard.
"Enter"
The door to the office opens, and in walks the Cheney Family - Father Jefferson in front, with his son Jacob and his brother Clyde standing behind him. Father Jefferson has a smile on his face as he approaches Kylie's desk. Kylie, however, is none too pleased.
"What is all this?" Kyle says as she points to the papers in front of her.
"Oh, that?" Father Jefferson Cheney responds with a smile. "Just some things my lawyer drew up. See, I know you and the esteemed General Manager life a certain...lifestyle. One that may run counter to ours. I wanted to make sure our civil liberties are protected."
"You had a lawyer write some contract stating I can't fire you for being a conservative?"
"Not just a conservative" Father Jefferson Cheney responds "but a God fearing, Trump loving, Christian conservative. I know our faith and beliefs are scary to a couple of coastal liberals, and I wanted to make sure we get equal time to say what we think."
"I will not treat you any better or any worse than the rest of my talent" Kylie says, almost offended "and I don't need some lawyer drawn up contract for that."
"Well, I would say I take you at your word, but I'm not just going to trust the word of a..."
"Of a what?!" Kylie stands out of her chair and leans across the desk, staring daggers into the eyes of Jefferson. "The word of a what?"
"...of a federation owner." Father Jefferson says with a wry smile.
"Look, if your family want to wrestle in Revo1, fine. I'm not going to stop them. If you want to use your promo time to talk about politics and religion, be my guest. But if you use any slurs, or if you misgender me, I don't care how many lawyers you bring with you. I will shove that Bible so FAR UP YOUR ASS you'll be vomiting the Book of Deuteronomy. Got it?"
Kylie looks ready to strike Father Jefferson Cheney, and Cecilia and Pasha both have a hand on one of her shoulders, waiting to intervene in case something happens. Instead, Jefferson just flashes a smile.
"You got it.......ma'am."
Father Jefferson Cheney turns around and walks past his two family members. As he does, they quickly turn with him, and the three walk out the door. Kylie sits back down in her chair, letting out a frustrated exhale before tossing the papers off her desk.
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:50:14 GMT -5
Miles A. Way vs Enforcer
Enforcer never made it to the ring.
Winner by forfeit : Miles A. Way Time : N/A
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:50:32 GMT -5
Sara Pettis vs Leo Cook
Sara Pettis was given the night off as management still worries about her mental state. She came to the ring in protest. She stated that she was cleared and was tired of being held back. Before she could finish she was attacked from behind by the unhinged one, Ginger Snaps. Ginger smirks and walks off.
Winner : N/A Time : N/A
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:50:38 GMT -5
We cut backstage to just outside the entrance door for staff and talent. The cameras then pick up on headlights and a blue ford mustang rolling up right near the door. The engine revs a few times before finally being shut off as the drivers side door opens. Once the door is opened the rather chiseled man with army shorts, a camo jersey that reads the name Styles across it and some sneakers smiles at the cameras. This man then looks around multiple times like he was expecting something.
Man: What no damned valet?
He then just shrugs as he hits the alarm button on his keychain then puts his keys in his shorts pocket. Now the man with the name Styles on his camo jersey walks up the steps and through the door which leads to the backstage area where Tuesday Night Sin has been going down for Rev1. The man notices another guy with glasses and a clipboard walking around so the man stops him dead in his tracks and holds a hand up.
Man: Whoa there glasses just whoa…
Glasses: Excuse you? I am an assistant producer here and my name is Glen!
Man: Calm down glasses holy crap I don’t what that blood pressure of yours sky rocketing.
Glasses: It’s Glen…
Man: I’m sticking with Glasses.
Glasses: Who in the hell are you? I do not know you and I don’t see a guest past. Do I need to call oh **Looks him up and down** Like all the security I can to have you exited from this arena?
Man: Check your clipboard there Glasses my name should be on it.
Glasses: Well I would there Muscles but I don’t know your name.
Man: It’s Chris Styles.
Glasses looks over his clipboard through multiple pages then taps his finger nodding his head as he seems to have found something on this certain page. Meanwhile the man we now know to be known as Chris Styles has pulled out his phone and just kind of looking over something while waiting for Glasses to speak.
Glasses: Oh… Yes it seems you have recently been signed to a contract well carry on then.
Chris Styles: Yeah I will do that. But, yah know Glasses did you not see how there is a whole camera crew following me? I mean that could have been a clue as to the fact I was obviously someone important.
Glasses: I have no good answer for that so good day.
Chris Styles: Seriously?
Glasses: Good day! And, it’s Glen you muscle bound ass!
Glasses walks off in a hurry as Chris kind of snickers a bit then looks at the camera.
Chris Styles: There goes old glasses isn’t he a hoot? Anyways look ladies and gentlemen the man of the hour with all the power and still your friendly Juggernaut has arrived here in Revlo 1. Now I was told to just kick back and enjoy the show and make a paycheck for this edition of Tuesday Night Sin which I’m good with. However coming soon Chris Styles makes the Revlo world know how strong, tough and sexy I am. Now damn it I need to find a vending machine and then this place better have some workout equipment because I can’t be slacking off no matter where I am.
Chris Styles smiles at the camera then looks around and scratches his head.
Chris Styles: Damn it’s pretty big back here I need to go find glasses for directions sure he will love that and see everyone real soon.
Chris winks towards the camera before walking the same direction that glasses walked.
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:52:10 GMT -5
Centurion vs Thomas Snow
Centurion and Thomas Snow battled back and forth in a match so classic they will most definitely be seeing each other again.
Twenty minutes of back and forth high paced action.
Centurion lifts Snow up for a Death Valley Driver but Snow hits a huricanrana. Centurion uses his athleticism to roll through and hit the ropes. He bounces back and hits a V Trigger knee, rocking Snow to the ground. Centurion goes for the pin.
1... 2... 3....NO!
Geri Vayden pulls the referee out of the ring and climbs to the top rope. She hits the Miller's Tale from the top rope on Centurion and Snow. Geri smirks as she stands over Centurion and Snow as we cut to commercial.
Winner : No Contest Time : 32:01
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:52:23 GMT -5
Anya Coyle vs Oliver Last
In one of the best technical spectacles we have ever seen, Anya and Oliver Last did battle. They had a lot of back and forths and close calls.
The two competitors shined as the fans were on their feet for the duration of the match. The finish came when Oliver Last bounced off the ropes and was caught with the Hell's Fury! Anya got the 3 count.
Winner : Anya Coyle Time : 24:43
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 15:52:36 GMT -5
World Title Match Madman Szalinski vs Sarah Lacklan (c)
Alara Miles stands in the middle of the ring.
Alara: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the REVOLUTION1 WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
Madman Szalinski pops through the curtains, his eyes almost as wide as his grin. The grin quickly turns menacingly uneasy when he gets close to the camera, and his look shifts into one of psychosis. But just as quick as it began, it ends with him laughing normally and continuing his walk to the ring, slapping fans' hands on the way down to the ring.
Rolling in from under the bottom rope, Madman gets up and runs the ropes a time or two, going to his corner and squatting a few times while holding the top rope.
Alara: Introducing first. He hails from North Parkersburg, West Virginia. He is the Patriarch of the MadClan. He is the Horrorcore Champion! He is MADMAN SZALINSKI!
The fans cheer as Madman removes his Horrorcore Title.
Trey: Remember folks the Horrorcore Title is NOT on the line in this match.
Case: What has this guy done to deserve a title shot?
Trey: This match was made by our champion.
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 his opponent. She is from the Hollywood Hills and is the current REVOLUTION1 WORLD CHAMPION... SARAH LACKLAN!!
Lacklan unstraps her belt and hands it to the referee who holds it up and then hands it to the timekeeper. He calls for the bell as the two competitors begin circling each other. Madman rushes at Lacklan who hits a Japanese Arm Drag on him. He gets to his feet to see the smirking Lacklan. They lock up in a collar/elbow tieup. Lacklan pushes Madman back into the ropes as the referee slides in between the competitors to break them up. Lacklan puts her hands in the air and backs up before slapping Madman and skipping around the ring.
Trey: What disrespect!
Case: This is a game of chess, Trey. The first person to get the upperhand usually wins.
Back in the ring the referee has things back under control as Lacklan laughs and rolls out of the ring. She grabs the World Title and begins walking up the ramp.
Trey: Seems Sarah is going to leave with the title on her own accord.
The fans boo but quickly they change to cheers as "Cool for the Summer" by Demi Lovato rings out from the PA system. Kylie Moore appears behind Lacklan. She has a microphone in her hand.
Kylie: Miss Lacklan, where do you think you are going? Trying to weasel your way out of this match? This match is now NO COUNTOUT AND NO DISQUALIFICATION!
Sarah argues with Kylie as Madman leaves the ring and stalks behind Sarah.
Case: She can't do that!
Trey: It is her company!
Madman grabs Lacklan by the hair. She turns and hits a back elbow on Madman but this only makes him more rage filled. He drags her to the ring by the hair and slides her in the ring. He follows her and waits for her to stand up. Madman hits three leg kicks followed by a standing dropkick which rocks the champion to the ground. Madman lifts Lacklan to her feet as he hooks her for a DDT but she slips out of it and rolls him up in a school boy.
1... 2... NO!
The referee sees that Lacklan has grabbed the ropes for leverage.
Case: Grabbing the ropes should be legal. If there are no disqualifications. Kylie Moore just has it out for Lacklan!
Madman rolls out of the ring to catch his breath. The lights suddenly go out.
Case: Oh, Jesus! Did Kylie forget to pay the rent for the venue or something?
The lights come back on as red. On the entrance ramp is Morbid Dream, dressed in black and white face paint with a matching bodysuit, being led by Nirvana as they head to ringside.
Trey: What on Earth did we just witness? I’ve never seen anything like this!
Case: Imagine being Madman Szalinski now…
Madman, still eyeing Nirvana and Morbid Dream rolls back in the ring and is caught by a mist to the face by Lacklan. Lacklan hits Abyss and goes for the pin.
1... 2... 3...NO!!
Madman Szalinski gets his shoulder up at the last second. Madman uses the ropes to make it to his feet as Lacklan irish whips him into the ropes. As he comes back she tries to hit a spinebuster but Madman wraps his arms around her neck and repositions himself.
Trey: DEATHTRAP! Lacklan just got herself caught.
Case: She is going to lose because of that stupid ropebreak.
Lacklan uses her last bit of strength to run Madman into the corner breaking the hold. Madman falls to the ground. Lacklan sizes him up. As he makes it to his feet she runs at him for a Shining Wizard, that she calls the Mark of Cain. He catches her and hits the Scoopstone.
Trey: SCOOPSTONE!
The referee gets into position.
1... 2... 3!
The referee calls for the bell as Madman Szalinski rolls off of Lacklan.
Trey: He has done it!
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Post by TWN on Aug 25, 2020 16:35:40 GMT -5
Madman Szalinski is handed the Revolution1 World Championship, still on his knees. He nods at the referee, then looks down at the belt while it is in his hands. He smiles to himself for just a moment.
Trey: Madman Szalinski does it yet again, one more title for th-LOOK OUT!
The music and the fans’ cheers are drowned out abruptly by Morbid Dream, dressed in black and white face paint with a matching bodysuit, curb stomping Madman from behind, sending him face-down onto the belt and the canvas. Apokalypse comes out of the back, once there, both pick up Madman while Nirvana comes out to watch from ringside. Morbid runs off the ropes and damn near kicks Madman’s head off as Apok pulls Madman down, Madman lands on his back then flips over. Morbid just sits in the ring and stares vacantly at the patriarch of the MadClan.
Trey: No! What is going on here!
Case: Dream’s just softening Madman up before the supershow, Trey!
Trey: What the hell is happening here? Dream has just turned on Madman! Dream has turned to the dark side!
Case: And he’s next in line to face Madman Szalinski for the Revo1 World Title at Rememberance!
The copyrights and show logos flash at the corner of the screen, and the trio of Apokalypse, Nirvana and Morbid Dream all stare down Madman Szalinski, face first on the mat looking straight at the Revolution1 World Championship belt laying just inches from his eyes. Referees, officials and security quickly form a wall between them and as the scene turns black, Madman is attended to by medics.
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