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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:41:55 GMT -5
"Mayhem" by Halestorm blares as the sold out crowd in Las Vegas screams for the beginning of Tuesday Night Sin! We see some signs in the crowd as ONLY the fans of Revolution1 can do!
"Cartier is MY number one contender" "I Miss Pasha Hugs, Damn COVID" "I Went to War and All I Got Was This Sign"
We finally end up at the announce table. Trey Graham and Case Mitchell sit there, both excited to get things rolling.
Trey: Well folks, we have new tag team champions as of last week's New Year's Daze Pay per View. Drago Santiago and Meghan Nash Strader defeated Portia Alexander and Amelia Hearts to win those titles. Let's take a look at the final moments of that match.
We cut back to the table.
Case: Alexander's quest for greatness is not over yet. She earned an opportunity to get a shot at Anya Coyle and the International Title. All she has to do is get past Derrick Vayden!
Trey: Not a small feat but if anyone can find a way to pull it off, it is the scrappy Portia Alexander. We also get one step closer to War Games as Dorian Rhodes and Lucy Sixx, the captains, do battle to determine which team will get the upper hand at Allegiance inside War Games.
Case: Hey, if either lady needs a soldier to go to War for them, I volunteer.
Trey: No offense partner but you couldn't even defeat me.
Case: Yeah, yeah. Don't forget the major debut tonight of Damien "Khaos" Carter. He goes one on one with "Not" Richard Dweck.
Trey: We also have newly crowned tag team champion, Drago Santiago, going one on one with Austin St. Peters and that match kicks us off here tonight!
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:42:04 GMT -5
Alara: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
Austin St Peters comes out fist pumping and dancing trying to be cool.
Alara: From Hollywood, Florida. Weighing in at 245 lbs. He is AUSTIN ST. PEEEEETERS!
Austin slides in the ring as he awaits his opponent.
Alara: And his opponent...
WE ARE THE MAJORITY YOU ARE THE MINORITY FUCK YOUR LIES AND FUCK YOUR GREED WE ARE THE MAJORITY
While the arenas shrouded in complete darkness, ethereal, electronic beats play from “One of Us” by Fever333, to synchronized crimson and white lights flashing. To a menacing death growl, two swords slice through the gritty metal like a reapers blade.
Blinding crimson light erupts from the stage so only the silhouette of Drago Santiago praying at the top of the ramp is visible. More darkness shrouds the entranceway until another riff plays, with red spotlights revealing Drago Santiago standing with his taped fists above his head and clasped together, slowly lowering til they’re both pointed to the ring. Dressed in a black combat vest and matching shorts with white trim, Drago passes the lost and confused souls booing him on his way to the ring.
Alara: Weighing in at 180 lbs… He is “The Eraser”, “The Equalizer”, “The Deleter of Souls”... SAINT DRAAAGO SANTIAAAGOOO!!!
Trey: Drago is wearing that tag team title proudly.
Case: I bet Meghan wishes it was Tamika and NOT Drago she was teaming with.
The bell rings as the two men lock up. Neither one seeming to give an inch until Drago hits a judo toss on Austin. With Austin down Drago hops on top and begins hitting a ground and pound. The tag team champion seems to not give an inch. Austin tries to battle out but Drago locks in an armbar. The referee checks in on Austin.
Trey: The champion looks focused tonight.
Case: Drago was focused like this before he was champion.
Drago breaks the hold as Austin has fought to the ropes. Austin gets back to his feet and yells across the ring at Drago. Drago takes offense and runs at Austin. Austin bails out of the ring. He begins doing jumping jacks on the outside. Drago chases him. Austin slides in the ring and prepares. Drago slides in the ring and Austin runs at Drago attempting a lariat. Drago ducks it and hits a throat thrust as Austin turns back around. Austin grabs his throat and falls to the ground. Drago bends Austin's arm a bit. He stomps on Austin's elbow. Austin grabs his elbow and rolls around the ring. Drago locks in the Lamb's Sacrifice. Austin fights to the ropes. Drago breaks the hold. Austin uses the ropes to stand up as Drago hits the GTR!
Trey: CROWN OF THORNS!
Case: This one is over.
1... 2... 3!
The bell rings as Drago makes it to his feet. He holds his tag title high above his head.
Alara: Your winner, one half of the tag team champions, DRAAAAAGO SAAAANTIAGO!
Drago rolls out of the ring and heads to the backstage area as we cut to commercial.
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:42:55 GMT -5
The scene starts with Anya Coyle, joining us via satellite in Portland, Oregon. She has the International Championship in her lap and looks at the window before speaking.
Anya Coyle: The last time you saw me was in the first round teaming up with someone I THOUGHT I could’ve trusted. Someone I felt like was going to go all the way with me and someone I thought was going to be the best tag team partner I ever had.
She keeps on looking out the window.
Anya Coyle: ….But I was proven wrong. If there is one thing everyone must know about me is, I don’t like backstabbing bitches that take control of a situation for themselves.
She turns to the camera and looks at it, International Championship still in her lap.
Anya Coyle: And that is YOU, Samantha Voxx. I THOUGHT you were someone I could take under my wing and show around, but alas, you showed one thing I HATE about teams - they only take things for themselves.
She stands up, kicks the chair behind her and holds her International Championship.
Anya Coyle: Guess what, Voxx? There is some bad news for you. NEXT WEEK, I am coming back and wanting revenge on your sorry ass! You thought putting some spell on me would work? It didn’t!
She looks at her belt and back to the camera.
Anya Coyle: Samantha Voxx, you better count the days that you have left because Next Tuesday, I plan on doing the same thing I did with Sara Cross when I won the championship, and that’s taking blood! I already have hers on a mantle, and now it's time to take yours!
She smirks. They should call her the blood taker.
Anya Coyle: Finally, I would like to address my two contenders in this match up, Derrick Vayden and Portia Alexander. Don’t think for a second that my focus is on Samantha Voxx. I am going to be keeping my eye on this match up clearly and once I am done with her….
She looks at the camera.
Anya Coyle: One of you will suffer the same fate. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
Anya sits back down in her chair with her International Championship.
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:44:36 GMT -5
Alara: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
"That's Not My Name" by the Ting Tings blares as "Not" Richard Dweck comes to the ring disco dancing.
Alara: from Richmond, Virginia... He is NOT RICHARD DWECK!
NRD slides in the ring and awaits his opponent.
Trey: Richard Dweck is an odd individual.
Case: Well good thing he is NOT Richard Dweck then.
Alara: And his opponent...
The lights in the arena dim to almost complete darkness as smoke billows out of the entrance way. "Animals" by Architects plays over the loud speakers as Damien emerges amidst the smoke, wearing his normal wrestling attire, plus a brown lambskin faux fur shearling leather coat, the color resembling something that looked more like vomit. He remains in the center of the smoke, his head lowered, as he is engulfed within the mist. Slowly, he begins to make his way down the ramp, his sole focus on the ring and/or his opponent. Sliding into the ring, Damien stalks over to a nearby corner and crouches down, waiting patiently for the match to begin.
Alara: From the Underworld. Standing 6'2" and weighing in at 245 lbs. He is DAMIEN "KHAOS" CARTER!
Trey: I am so happy to say that Revolution1 is the home of Damien Carter.
Case: This man is no joke, that much is for certain.
Damien and NRD stare each other down. Before Carter can get ready, NRD runs at him and hits a slap across the face of Carter. This doesn't do anything but enrage Carter. Carter prepares for a pump handle slam. He transitions it into a fireman's carry and drops NRD down in a Samoan Drop.
Trey: He calls that move Khaos Theory.
Case: I call it goodnight Dweck.
Carter doesn't go for the pin. Instead he lifts Dweck to his feet. He wraps a hand around the throat of Dweck as he hits a chokeslam and goes for a pin.
1... 2... 3!
Trey: He calls that Cataclysm. And the name is fitting.
Case: Khaos just put the whole roster on notice.
Alara: Your winner of the match, DAMIEN "KHAOS" CARRRRRTER!
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:45:10 GMT -5
We see Lucy Sixx in the ring already as Alara Miles does her thing.
Alara: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. In the ring, weighing in at 110 lbs. She is the Daughter of Darkness.... LUCYYYYYY SIXX!
Lucy smirks as she awaits Dorian.
Alara: And her opponent. Weighing in at 201 lbs, hailing from San Fransisco, CA and he calls himself “The Promethean” DORIAN RHODESSS!
Green and blue pyros begin to explode around the area stage as the song "Kingdom" – by Downstait begins to play as Dorian Rhodes walks out from behind the backstage. The letters DR begin to flash on the screens lined within the venue and Dorian begins his walk down the ramp towards the ring.
Rhodes pulls off his Rev1 t-shirt and throws it into the crowd as he walks up the steel steps. He climbs up the outside ropes and stops with one foot on the second turnbuckle and his other foot resting on the top turn buckle. He lifts his head and then raises his hand to his ear as he takes in the crowd cheering for the coming action.
Dorian leans down and grabs the top turnbuckle and uses the momentum to jump feet first into the ring. He raises his arms out wide and stops in the center of the ring and with a closed fist bends down and pounds the center of the ring. He then steps back into his corner and awaits the ring of the bell.
The referee calls for the bell as the two of them lock up. Lucy uses her speed to lock in a hammerlock but is met with some elbow strikes from Rhodes. Lucy ducks the third one and pushes Dorian away. He comes back and is met with a Pele kick from Lucy. Lucy laughs as she looks down at him. "Get the fuck up, Rhodes!" Lucy yells as she watches Dorian stand. She slaps him which seems to make Dorian even more pissed off than before. He pushes her away. Lucy approaches again and is met with a huge European Uppercut. She falls to the mat as Dorian goes for a pin.
1... 2... 3..NO!
Lucy kicks out. Dorian locks in a headlock as he wrenches in on her neck. Lucy fights to a vertical base and hits some shots to the gut of Dorian. Dorian is knocked back a bit. As he comes back Lucy hits a superkick rocking Dorian back. Dorian comes back and hits a forearm smash on Lucy. Lucy falls back into the ropes. She bounces back and hits an enziguri. Dorian falls to a knee. Lucy goes for a shining wizard but Dorian catches her and goes for a powerbomb but Lucy turns it into a hurricanrana knocking Dorian to the outside. Lucy hits the opposite rope and leaps over on top of Dorian hitting a suicide dive. The referee begins his count.
1... 2... 3... 4... 5...
Dorian gets to his feet first.
6... 7... 8... 9...
Dorian slides in and Lucy follows close behind. Dorian with a second wind hits a Tiger Driver 91 and lays down there for a moment. He rolls over and makes the cover.
1... 2... 3...NO!
Kylie Moore makes her way to the ring. She whispers into the referee's ear. She then lifts Lucy up and hits her with a snap DDT. The crowd goes wild as Cecilia Ortiz makes her way down the ramp. She slides in the ring and hits a huge superkick to Kylie. Kylie rolls out of the ring as Lucy is distracted by what's going on. Dorian sneaks up behind her and rolls her up. He grabs the ropes for leverage.
1... 2... 3!
Dorian Rhodes gets the win!
Alara: Your winner of the match, DORIAN RHODES! Captain of Team Kylie!
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:45:15 GMT -5
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:45:22 GMT -5
Bonnie Tyler's "Ravishing" begins to belt out is jamming piano opening when Portia Alexander bolts through the curtain pumping her fist in the air to virtually no ovation.
Alara: The following contest is our Main Event and is a Number One Contender’s Match for the International Title! Making their way out to the ring at this time, from Nameless, Tennessee, standing at 5’5” and weighing in at 140lbs… Portia Alexander!
A pin drop could be heard in the arena as Portia, seeming undeterred, pumps her fist in the air, all smiles bobbing her head to her theme music as she makes her way to the ring. Hopeful she looks into the crowd hoping for anyone looking for the coveted hand slap. While a few children oblige, restoring her faith, Portia charges up the ring steps before tossing off her brother's jean jacket and stepping through the ropes. As she does so, she accidentally bumps into Senior Official Gus D’Angelo. His glasses fall from his face as she cringes, worrying he’ll disqualify her right here and now. Mumbling some sort of apology, Portia quickly scoops the eyewear off the mat and hands them back to Gus. She tries to shake off the encounter and bounds around the ring as the referee puts his glasses back on, giving her the old “angry Dad” look.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena begin to flicker before shutting off entirely. The arena is in total darkness before the tron lights up with emergency messages.
CLOSE YOUR EYES
LOOK AWAY
IT DOES NOT MATTER
DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION?
The tron shuts back off as the music begins to play. Red light slowly begins to fill the arena.
Captain America, are you off to fight the bad guys? Hey, mighty Superman, can you save us from ourselves? Hey, Mr. Universe, can you lift us up above this? 'Cause I'm just Iron Man, I'm a ghost within a shell
The masked Derrick Vayden makes his way out to the stage. He slowly scans the sea of fans as they provide him with a mixed reaction.
Alara: Making his way to the ring from Milwaukee, Wisconsin weighing in at 224 pounds… “Vengeful” Derrick Vayden!
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions Why did they never mention what’s real and in between? It seems the path we’re on was paved with blood and sorrow No thought about tomorrow Just part of the machine or so it seems Yeah so it seems
We’re all living the dream!
DV begins his march down the ramp towards the ring. Fans reach out to touch him, offer high fives, or flip him off but he walks right by them.
Vayden crawls into the ring under the bottom rope. He scans the arena again before rising to his knees in the middle, He slowly pulls down his hood and removes his mask. He stares hard down the camera.
He stands up and removes his jacket before crouching down in his corner, preparing for the match to start.
Ensuring that both wrestlers are ready to go, Gus calls for the bell and this one is underway! Portia wastes little time as she races forward, catching Vayden still crouched in the corner. She leaps into the air, flipping onto him with a Corner Cannonball that sends his head snapping off the bottom turnbuckle. Quickly, Portia slips into the cover as Gus gets down for the count.
One… kick-out! Vayden forcefully shoves Portia off as he rolls onto his front, trying to shake the cobwebs off. Alexander, however, remains on the offensive, catching Derrick in the back of the head with a Switchblade Kick! Portia, again, goes for an early cover. One… kick-out! Again, Vayden throws Portia to the side, this time rolling out of the ring as to regain his composure.
Alexander looks to stay on the offensive, bouncing off the opposite ropes and charging towards her opponent on the outside. Throwing caution to the wind, Portia leaps over the top rope, looking for a Plancha but Vayden is able to side-step, narrowly dodging the blow. Alexander lands hard on her back and grabs at her spine as Derrick smirks to himself, pointing to his head as if he just outsmarted Portia.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, Derrick rolls Portia back into the ring and stalks after her. As she slowly gets to her feet, Vayden goes on the offensive, wrapping his hand around her throat and lifting her into the air, slamming her down viciously onto his knee with a Chokeslam Backbreaker! Alexander cries out in pain as Derrick falls into the cover, grinding his elbow and forearm into her face as he does so. One… Two… Kick-out!
Vayden seems frustrated at the “slow count” from the official as he pulls Portia back to her feet once more. Doubling her over with a kick quick to the gut, Vayden pulls her in and lifts her up, running to the nearest turnbuckle and throwing her spine-first against it with a brutal Buckle Bomb!
Derrick wants to go for the quick cover but the official refuses as he checks on Portia, not liking how her neck snapped back upon impact. The fans have all grown eerily quiet as they seem to show general concern over the fallen wrestler. Irritated at this delay, Vayden pushes Gus aside and goes into the cover, demanding the official do his job. Reluctantly, the referee does as he is told. One… Two… Kick-out!
Vayden is irate as he gets into the official’s face, demanding he “start taking this match seriously”. Gus says something back in response that Derrick, doesn’t like, resulting in Vayden pie-facing D’Angelo to the mat. Gus’ glasses fall from his face as he crawls around, trying to find them. This appears to be the opening that Portia needs as she recovers enough to make it to her knees. Vayden turns his attention back to his opponent but too late as Alexander meets him with a blatant Low Blow, doubling the big man over.
The crowd “oohs” and “aahs” as Derrick grabs at his privates. With cat-like agility, Portia leaps to her feet from her knees, then leaps into the air, driving Vayden’s face-first into her knees with a Codebreaker!
Portia sees that Gus is still struggling to collect himself so she decides to take this opportunity to go to the top rope. Sizing Vayden up, Alexander leaps off, landing hard with her elbow across Derrick’s throat with the Macho Elbow!
Derrick is struggling to breath as Portia quickly makes the cover, hooking the leg in the process. The official has finally found his glasses and is back into position to make the count. One… Two… Thr-kick-out!
Portia slams her hand on the mat in frustration, believing she had this match won. Taunting for Vayden to get up, Derrick stumbles to his feet as she kicks him swiftly in the gut, doubling him over. She pulls him in, signaling for the King’s Crown, but Vayden had it scouted, somehow reversing the move into an Alabama Slam, dropping Alexander down with force on her back once more!
Vayden holds onto the nearby ropes, doing his best to recover from the previous low blow and elbow across the throat as Gus checks on Portia again, who is writhing around in pain. Derrick seems to have had enough as he goes in for the kill, pulling Alexander to her feet once more. Locking her head in to his side, Vayden lifts her up, spins around, and drops her awkwardly on the back of her head/neck with the Vicious Cycle!
Derrick does a lackadaisical cover, counting along with the referee as Gus makes the count. One… Two… Thr-kickout! The fans, their excitement continuing to rise as the match continues, starts a “Holy Shit” chant as Vayden looks in shock. Derrick checks his fingers, which are at three, but Gus firmly holds up the two.
Seething, Vayden begins to pull Portia up, who senses the end is near. Out of desperation, she breaks free of his grasp and lunges forward, driving her thumb directly into his throat with the Foreign Object!
Derrick coughs out blood as the impact is enough to send him stumbling backwards into the ropes. Using his momentum, he launches forward towards Alexander, catching her by surprise and driving his knee into her face with the Journey to Nowhere!
Portia, for a moment, seems knocked out on her feet as the impact from the knee strike has her frozen in animation, before she collapses to the ground. Derrick, too, falls to his knees as one hand clutches at his throat while another covers his mouth, the blood rolling freely from his lips now.
Portia kips up and begins measuring Derrick up. Derrick gets up to a knee. Portia runs and attempts a leg lariat but Derrick catches her midair. He powerbombs her down. He signals that it is all over. He waits for Portia to get to her feet. He hooks her for his take on Sister Abigail, known as Facing Dawn. Portia fights out of it and takes Derrick's leg out from under him. Portia. goes for a pin.
1... 2... 3...NO!!!!!
Derrick kicks out. Portia, frustrated that she can't keep him down hits the ropes and hits a leg lariat as Derrick makes it to his feet. She heads to the top rope. She points to the sky as she jumps off with a diving elbow. She goes for the cover.
1... 2... 3!!!!
Portia is slow to get to her feet as the referee raises her hand.
Alara: Your winner and NEW number one contender for the International Championship.... PORTIAAAAA ALEXXXXXXANDERRRRR!
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Post by Kylie Moore on Feb 2, 2021 13:45:29 GMT -5
We see Kylie Moore seated behind her desk. She smirks as she looks into the camera.
Kylie: As we saw earlier tonight, my War Games team gained the upper hand as my captain, Dorian Rhodes, pinned Lucy Sixx to give us the upper hand. This is a 3 on 3 match. Cecilia, I hope you are ready because next week the rest of the teams will be named! See you on the battlefield!
The logo shows as we fade to black.
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