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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:32:09 GMT -5
Before Ignite starts, we witness two vehicles, both Lamborghini Gallardo LP 560-4’s, driving towards the arena at top speed. One of them is coloured in a fiery red shade, and the other is coloured an icy steel blue. Eventually the two cars reach the allocated parking area, speeding forwards before they brake expertly, being guided into two vacant parking spaces next to each other until they both stop. The camera focuses on the cars as both occupants vacate the vehicles, the “Baddest Bitch” Cera getting out of the fiery red one, and Matt Slater departing the icy steel blue one. They both walk up to the main path before turning around and studying their vehicles side by side, Slater nodding in approval as he smirks.
Matt Slater: She did say they were fast.
Cera: *smoothes hair* She put rainbow coloured lizard designs on my steering wheel...
Matt Slater: That's amusing ... she put bunny pictures on mine.
Obviously they are referencing Jen, who supposedly purchased both of these expensive vehicles for Cera and Slater, Cera looking at her former tag team partner after his absurd comment.
Cera: She takes the edge off such fucking awesome presents... like these.
Cera then moves her hair aside and shows both of her ears from the back, presenting a pair of blood-drop earrings which have a lizard attached to the ends of them.
Matt Slater: It's as if she can't deal with how they are to begin with...
That’s when Slater turns around to face the camera and raises up the silver necklace he has around his neck, looking at the bunny that is linked to it in slight bewilderment before shaking his head.
Matt Slater: Anyway, regardless of how she acts with gifts and other luxurious accessories, I think it’s time we distributed a gift each of our own tonight ... the gift of sweet misery.
Cera: *grins deviously in agreement* Oh, most definitely. We have blood to shed... and head’s to spin.
Slater: Shall we?
Slater gestures for Cera and him to walk towards the arena, Cera flipping her hair in a faux snooty motion before sauntering along in front of him, swaying her hips nonchalantly as she makes her way towards the arena.
Cera: Play? Of course. Let's.
Slater looks at her swaying hips for a moment as he smiles in response, walking behind her until his phone goes off. Cera continues to walk on as Slater consults his phone, answering the call after checking the identification and inhaling strongly.
Matt Slater: It’s me. Is he secure? ....... Good. Keep him contained protectively. I’ll contact you once I’m ready to leave, and then you can bring him here. ...... I’m sure she’d want to see him too, after what’s being going on and what they’ve been through. ...... That’s acceptable. I’ll talk to you soon.
Slater then ends the call with a sigh, looking back at the cars over his shoulder before he walks out of the camera’s view, the scene then cutting to the opening of Ignite.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:32:55 GMT -5
Pyro explode on the stage, the fans going crazy as the opening theme for NEW Ignite blares through the arena. Sweeping out the cameras show us the expansive crowd in Chicago, all of them holding signs for their favorite wrestlers, and then back to the stage the camera pans, the pyro coming to an end along with the Ignite theme music.Walters: It’s another Ignite, and a merry fucking Christmas to everyone here in Chicago and around the world watching this episode! Matthews: What better way to spend your Holidays then with the NEW here on Showtime? Walters: I could think of a few if you know what I mean? Matthews: That didn’t take long Vince, but onto the big news tonight, four teams will compete to get into a tag team match, on that will end with new Tag Team champions being crowned in the next few weeks! Walters: Even more important, we are going to hear from Roger Wright tonight, and why he made the decision heard around the world at Convicted! Matthews: You are no doubt referring to the match that had Adrien Specter crowned the new NEW Trans Atlantic Champion!!!!! Walters: That I am, and not to mention, it’s the in ring debut or PT Merciless, and the return of Blair Buchannan, all in all it’s going to be a big night! Matthews: Yeah it is, and it’s about to get started with a bang! Walters: And here comes Ryan Elias! Hopefully to fix some of the shit that has gone wrong here in the NEW as of late! Out from the back stage area walks Ryan. Making his way down the ramp he plays up to the crowd that is booing him mercilessly. Finally reaching the ring he takes a microphone from a nearby stage hand and climbs through the middle rope.Elias: Chicago Illinois!!!! It is with great sadness that I regret to inform all of you that Roger Wright is not present tonight, and thus I am running the show. Now don’t worry, that is actually a good thing, this ship will float much better without the dead weight that Roger brought aboard it. I mean before I showed up this was a damn sinking ship, bobbing in the water ready to take the plunge, hell I even heard Leonardo DiCaprio called about a part in the James Cameron movie that would be made in response to the epic sinking of NEW! Walters: God damn that was funny, Leo DiCaprio, man this guy, I love him. Matthews: What a shock Vince! Too bad the fans don’t agree with you, just listen to those boo’s Elias: You see I am bringing you all a series of matches, matches that will lead to us finding out who the new NEW Tag Team Champions will be. But most of you already knew that, as I have seen by your twitter comments on the NEW website, complaints about the teams as they were chosen. Well I only have to say this, deal with it, all of you fans of the court claiming that I am trying to cause dissension, well all of you just don’t know good wrestling, you don’t know what you want! Matthews: Spoken like a true asshole. Of course the fans know what they want, they have said it over and over on twitter, they wanted to see Vanessa and Reya together, and Specter and Judas together. Walters: I have to agree with Elias here, he is the business man, the guy with the college degree and all. He went to school to know what people want, and how to give it to them. Elias: Not, that it matters. because let’s all face facts, the court stands no chance at getting those tag titles, and never will any of them even come close to sniffing them. With their losses tonight, it will mark the last time any team of the court will be involved in the tag team title picture. Now with that situation handled, I hope you all enjoy the show, I know you will! Matthews: There is something bugging me Vince and I just can’t shake it from my brain. Walters: I have that effect on women. Matthews: No I already threw up earlier after we talked back stage, I am talking about that damn steel cage hanging from the rafters, there are no steel cage matches tonight, and yet there it is, hanging over the ring like an impending beacon of doom. Walters: I’m sure it was brought because they thought there would be a cage match tonight, but you know, the card is always subject to change.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:33:44 GMT -5
Jill Matthews: And we are back here on Ignite and Blair Buchannan is already in the ring looking to rejuvenate a very successful NEW career here but man does she have a big task at hand.
Vince Walters: The Executioner of the Court Frank Finelli. I would be impressed if he was not with the Court. A man that talented and put together should not be answering to some crazy bitch that thinks she is a Queen!
Tom Davis: Introducing first here is Blair Buchannan!!
“The crowd respectfully applauds the former playboy playmate as she looks prepared for her match.”
Tom Davis: And her opponent being billed from Miami, Florida he is the Executioner of the Court Frank Finelli!!!
“The crowd pops as all 6’6” 285 pounds of ripped human being walks down to the ring.”
Jill Matthews: Man this guy never ceases to amaze me. I can see why he is the executioner of the Court and a valuable asset to that group. Yet he better be careful, Blair Buchannan is a former TA champion and remember who she used to be trained by?
Vince Walters: Johnny Stylez you sexy ass thang!!Blair has quite the history here in NEW.
“The match begins and Blair shows her quickness as she delivers kicks to the lower frame of Finelli. She strikes his thighs and shins trying to bring the big man down to her level.”
Vince Walters: You know that I still have my copy of the Playboy she did. I still use it for private entertainment but ever since I started working with you now I just think about you and its just as good as her Playboy.
Jill Matthews: Dream on perv. It’s too bad the Playboy has sticky sheets because it might have been worth something.
“Finelli goes down to Blair as she rears back and delivers a kick to his head knocking him completely down. She goes for the cover.”
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“Finelli kicks out with such a force it damn near throws Blair out of the ring!”
Jill Matthews: My God look at that power!!
Vince Walters: The sky is the limit for Frank Finelli, when he realizes what a mistake it is to be Vanessa’s puppy dog it will really take off.
Jill Matthews: Well the Court has been good to Frank. He is still a future world champion in my book. He definitely has the skill set and look to do it.
“Blair picks herself up and starts to kick at Frank again to put him back on the mat. She goes for another shot to the head but Finelli catches her and with motivation from the crowd stands up still holding her leg. He then lets go and damn near clothesline her head off her body!”
Vince Walters: Jesus Christ watch the pretty face you animal!!
Jill Matthews: Man what a clothesline. I don’t see Blair moving after that.
“Blair stays still on the mat and Finelli picks her up. He then proceeds to show off his incredible power and delivers a devastating shoulder breaker followed by a running powerbomb that damn near breaks Blair Buchanan in half. He stands over his fallen opponent and signals for the end.”
Jill Matthews: He looks like he is going for the brain buster suplex!
Vince Walters: He looks like he is going to finish this quickly.
“Frank Finelli lifts Blair up and hits the Brain Buster Suplex!!”
Jill Matthews: Executed as good as the great Jimmy Garvin!! This one is over.
Vince Walters: Not as good as our newest member of NEW though honey!
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THREE!!!!
Jill Matthews: Finelli damn impressive tonight!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner…Frank Finelli!!!!
Vince Walters: Man Blair just could not get it going tonight! Maybe I can go and give her one of my special rub downs like I have given you before.
Jill Matthews: Keep dreaming sleazebag!
Winner: Frank Finelli
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:34:34 GMT -5
After the opening match has concluded, we cut backstage to witness several wrestlers occupying the locker room, talking amongst themselves in their small circles. However, there is a circular table in the center of the room with a red linen cloth covering it, and on the table is a tumbler machine with balls inside. As the wrestlers talk, Ryan Elias appears on the scene, looking around at everyone.
Ryan Elias: Okay everyone, be quiet for a moment.
The wrestlers do quieten down until there is silence, viewing Elias with curious looks as he approaches the circular table.
Ryan Elias: Now as you all know, Christmas Day occurred yesterday, and I trust that you all got some great gifts. However, since we’re in Chicago, and this is the day after Christmas, I wanted to extend the Christmas spirit for just one more day.
KOP: Oh, so we’re getting more gifts? Awesome.
Ryan Elias: Not quite. You see, in this tumbler, are all the names that are currently on the New Edge Wrestling roster. I am going to spin this tumbler, reach my hand in, and pull a ball out. Whoever is chosen...
Matt McMattio: Will we win a cool prize, like a hot woman for the night, or a racing car?
Elias rolls his eyes, but continues to explain.
Ryan Elias: The person chosen ... will have to dress up as Santa Claus, and give out some presents to the audience in Chicago.
The wrestlers in the locker room start to talk again, and it is then that Matt Slater and Cera join them, looking around before they view Elias and the tumbler.
Ryan Elias: Ah, glad you could join us. You just missed my explanation.
Matt Slater: I’m sure it wouldn’t be a concern to me.
Cera: Or me ... just as long as I get to elicit bloodshed tonight...
Ryan Elias: Well you could ... but in a different way. Let’s get on with the draw.
Elias begins to spin the tumbler as the wrestlers go quiet, watching the scene unfold until Elias stops the contraption. He then lifts up the security lid and reaches his hand in, collecting a ball before he cracks it open between his hands.
Matt Slater: Whatever this is, it can wait. I’ll be back in a few...
Ryan Elias: ... Matt Slater.
Slater pauses as the other wrestlers laugh out loud, the British man slowly looking over his shoulder at Elias as he keeps the name slip between his fingers.
Matt Slater: ... What?
Ryan Elias: Congratulations. You’re playing Santa Claus.
That’s when Slater does a full turn and focuses on the table, sternly staring ahead as Elias walks over to him and hands him the slip.
Ryan Elias: Your costume will be delivered to you before your match. Oh, and as well as handing out gifts to the audience, you’ll be wrestling Christian Rivers in that same attire too. Have fun.
Elias smiles as he departs, some of the other wrestlers clearing out too. KOP then approaches Slater and laughs, Slater enamoured by his name on the slip of paper, as if it was a futuristic clue to his own demise.
KOP: Hey, at least now you can tell everyone you have a big sack.
KOP chuckles again as he walks off, Cera turning to focus on Slater as he scrunches the paper up and throws it aside.
Matt Slater: Fun? This isn’t going to be fun!
Cera: Well it could be...
Cera then moves to stand in front of Slater and seductively presses her fingers against his chest, moving them downward slowly as she speaks.
Cera: Maybe afterwards I could sit on your lap and tell you how naughty I’ve been?
Cera smirks and waits for Slater to reply, but they are interrupted by Kenath Israel walking up dressed in a Santa costume of his own. He looks around quizzically before he sets his sights on Cera and Slater, both of them glaring at him as he adjusts his hat and the Youngblood Championship on his shoulder.
Kenath Israel: Well, least I don’t get to dress up like this anymore.
Israel takes off the hat and flings it aside, looking at Cera momentarily as a smile crosses his face.
Kenath Israel: And if you want my opinion, you two should have some festive fun right now, because once I’m done with Cera, she ain’t going to be of any use to you ... kind of like Reya Serra.
Cera tenses her hands into fists and scowls bitterly as Kenath takes a step back, Slater keeping his composure as he looks at Slater, holding up the Youngblood Championship as he does so.
Kenath Israel: Oh, and if you want a shot at this, you’ll know where to find me. Merry fucking Christmas!
Israel then takes several steps back before he turns around and walks away, the camera lingering on Cera and Slater as they share a bitter look with each other until it cuts to a set of commercials.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:35:20 GMT -5
Tom Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
An explosion on the stage proceeds the immediate hard guitar followed by drums of "Welcome to the Masquerade" by Thousand Foot Krutch. From the rafters thousands of paper masks fall, the song slowing as it nears the chorus. Then, as the chorus begins, Matthew Carter steps out from behind the NEWtron onto the entrance stage, carrying the NEW Xtreme Championship over his shoulder. With a smile he begins walking to the ring. Stopping periodically he slaps hands with fans and appears to yell at others.
Tom Davis: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in tonight at 211lbs, he is the NEW Xtreme Champion, MATTHEW CARTER!
Vince Walters: I can’t believe he’s being referred to as the NEW Xtreme Champion when Ryan Pugh should have beat him at Convicted!
Jill Matthews: Get your head out of your ass, Vince. Matthew Carter took Pugh to the limit and defeated him fair and square. He earned the right to become the Xtreme Champion, and if Ryan Pugh wants his belt back, he’s going to have to earn it back.
Vince Walters: Pugh doesn’t have to earn squat. He practically IS the Xtreme Champion. Hell, he’s an Xtreme God! That’s why he’s known as the Insane Icon, Jill!
Jill Matthews: And Matthew Carter is known as a man who will unveil the masquerade in New Edge Wrestling, and his next test is against Jason Andrews.
Finally reaching the ring he rolls under the ropes and mounts the far corner, extending both of his arms with the Xtreme Title between them as he appears to yell at the crowd, the crowd returning the favour with a chorus of mixed cheers and boos. Carter then steps down and hands his championship off to the referee, waiting patiently for his opponent to arrive.
“Hero” by Nas plays from the speakers of the arena, Jason Andrews coming out wearing a long decorative overcoat and sunglasses. He pauses on the stage for a moment as he surveys the crowd, smirking arrogantly before he starts to make his way down to the ring.
Tom Davis: And his opponent, from New York City and weighing in tonight at 244lbs, JASON ANDREWS!
Jill Matthews: Speaking of Convicted, Jason Andrews was unsuccessful in defeating his brother, Judas Dathan, at the event, falling prey to the Krisis Kore from a man who was once the Undisputed Champion.
Vince Walters: Judas Dathan shouldn’t even be brought up in any form of conversation, Jill. But your boobs on the other hand...
Jill Matthews: Will not be discussed and will certainly not be touched, groped, fondled or stared at by you.
Vince Walters: You’re a bit too late on that last one.
Andrews leaps onto the apron acrobatically before he enters the ring, staring Carter down as the two prepare for this contest. Andrews removes his coat and sunglasses as Carter stands firm, visualizing Andrews in a manner of intense research and preparation. After these entrance garments have been disregarded, Andrews paces about the ring, waiting for the bell to resound, keeping his eye on Carter all the while.
Jill Matthews: This should be an interesting match-up. Both of these men are young and talented, and they want to make a lasting impact in New Edge Wrestling that will take them into 2012 with a lot of momentum.
The bell rings at last with Andrews advancing towards Carter, but his opponent is ready, immediately leaping up into the air and grabbing Andrews by the neck before driving him down with the WRONG STUFF!
Vince Walters: What the...?! That Wrong Stuff was fast!
Jill Matthews: Carter just nailed that move out of nowhere, and Andrews is out of it! Three seconds into this match, and it could all be over just like that!
Carter forces Andrews back to his feet before he places him on his shoulders, executing the DOSE OF REALITY in spectacular fashion, which is a Twisting Argentine Neckbreaker!
Jill Matthews: Okay, maybe this wasn’t the kind of contest I expected...
Carter covers Andrews with a leg hooked...
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TWO!
THREE!!!
Vince Walters: Hmm ... still having second thoughts on Andrews being talented, Jill?
Jill Matthews: I stand by my statement. It’s just that Carter ... well, I don’t even need to explain it. He just beat Jason Andrews in roughly twenty seconds of action!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner, MATTHEW CARTER!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:36:11 GMT -5
[The scene opens up to show the Queen sitting inside a locker room that isn't her own. In fact, it is none other than Reya Serra's. Vanessa sips coffee, staring at the pile of presents in the middle of the room calmly as she awaits her Herald's entrance, her manager Dawn standing nearby and filing her nails. Suddenly the door opens as Reya enters, looking slightly surprised by the appearance of Vanessa and Dawn.] Reya: Oh...hello Dawn...my Queen Vanessa. You are here earlier than I expected... Dawn: Hello Reya. Vanessa: Rey-Rey! [Vanessa bounds from her seat and practically smothers Reya with a hug, the candy cane hanging from her pocket poking Serra as V holds on as though afraid to let go. Dawn raises her eyebrows at her friend as Reya smiles at Vanessa, though with a slight look of pain on her face.] Reya: ...It is good to see you too Vanessa but perhaps you could loosen your grip just a little... Vanessa: Ahaha, sorry... I've just been worried recently, after your accident and all that you've been through. [She smiles sadly, as though to hint towards a far deeper apology, and Dawn snaps her fingers at V. The Queen pauses and looks at her manager, then at the presents in the room.] Vanessa: Oh! Reya, look at the presents you got from fans! They adore you! So many of them... look up to you... respect you... and see you as their hero. And who better, in my opinion! [Reya glares at all of the presents, blushing slightly in embarrassment as V smiles proudly.] Reya: These...these are all for me? I mean, I am no hero but I am humbled by these gifts from those that enjoy watching me perform each and every week. I...I do not know what to say... Vanessa: You don't have to, Reya. Just keep being who you are. [She smiles warmly at her sister, before pulling out a small box and handing it to Reya as Dawn goes back to filing her nails, looking bored. The Queen took a deep breath as she watches Serra take the present from her and open it.] Vanessa: It is Christmas, and though I'm not one to celebrate this... holiday... I can't NOT get my sister a present. Hell, I even got Cera one, though she probably burned it. That's... I've saved up for a few months... a diamond plated glass plaque, with the Lord's prayer on it, and 'To one of the most faithful Messengers of God 'at the bottom, with your name under it. It's to say... welcome to the family, I guess... [Vanessa blushes slightly too, as Dawn rolls her eyes and Reya, her eyes lighting up happily, gives Vanessa a giant hug of her own as she whispers into Vanessa's ear.] Reya: From the bottom of my heart...thank you. [Reya lets go and pulls back, smiling at the plaque in her hand before she walks over to her locker. She opens it and grabs a small box. Shutting the locker she walks back over to Vanessa and hands her the box.] Reya: I would not have felt right either without giving you, my Queen and my sister, a present on this the birthday of the son of God. Merry Christmas, my dear sister Vanessa... Vanessa: *takes the box* It's not a bible, is it? [V grins at Reya playfully as Reya shakes her head.] Reya: It is a ruby red jewelry box in the shape of an owl, your favorite animal. They used to be reserved for only the most royal of people and, as you are my Queen, it only seemed appropriate. I believe this gift to be something that I pray you will treasure... [Reya looks at Vanessa attempting to gauge her reaction to this gift. The Queen smiles and opens the box, looking down at it with awe, before closing her gift and leaning forward to kiss her sister on the cheek once more.] Vanessa: This has been a very good Christmas, Reya. Probably the only good one I've ever had. Thanks to Adrien... and thanks to you, my sister. Thank you... now... let's cut the sappiness, because we've got asses to kick in our matches! [Dawn gives V a look, and she smirks slightly while Reya nods in agreement, smiling.] Reya: The time for war has come...and the demons shall run when we, The Court, go to war... Vanessa: Good. Let 'em run like chickens with their heads cut off, while we attack when they least expect it. But anyhow... Merry Christmas, love, and good luck. I'll see you soon. [The Queen suddenly makes a quick exit, following a serious Dawn out the door after a quick wave to her sister. There is silence in the room for a moment, before suddenly a loud slamming noise is heard, and then one of the lockers further in the back slams open and Jen Ryette tumbles out.] [Shooting Reya a grin, Jen bats her eyelashes at Serra, who glares at her curiously.] Reya: Hello Jen...it is nice of you to drop in, but you did not have to hide in one of the lockers... Jen: I wasn't hidin from who ya think I was... but that ain't the point. I got ya here so I wanted ta give ya shiz, cuz it's Christmas, ya dig? [Jen smiles brightly and holds out two boxes, one labeled neatly with Cera's name, the other with 'JENNY' scrawled out in crayon. Reya takes the boxes from her, reading the names on them softly to herself.] Reya: Gifts from you and Cera...but Cera...I did not think she was one for giving gifts to others... Jen: Oh yeah, Cera Bear just LOVES the holidays. It's real weird, all things considered, but she's all about da Christmas spirit. So she got you somethin' pretty... and I got you somethin' too! [Inside Cera's box is a dove necklace, with a ruby red eye and emeralds lining it. Reya gazes at the necklace, smiling slightly before taking it out of the box and placing it around her neck.] Reya: This...this is very kind of her. Please give her my thanks for such a beautiful present. Jen: Sure! No Problemo! *glances at her cell suddenly* Ah, gotta go. Hope ya like my present, Reya-chi. Luv, peace, and lizards! Baii! [Jen scampers quickly from the room as Reya opens her present, which happens to be a very nice, very expensive crystalline picture frame. Inside the frame is a picture of three girls, two older toddlers, with an adorable blonde baby sitting in front of them. The two girls are the familiar little girls Reya knew all too well...] Reya: It is maybe the best Christmas present that I could have possibly asked for...me...Cera...Vanessa...my sisters. My family...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:36:48 GMT -5
Vince Walters: And here's another shitty match!
Jill Matthews: What's that supposed to mean?! This match has two great competitors ready to rise above the other!
Vince Walters: And I know for a fact that one of them is getting his ass Shockwaved by the only real competitor in the match!
Jill Matthews: You have a pretty high opinion of Slater, don't you?
Vince Walter: Yeah, why shouldn't I ha....
Vince Walters: What the f...
Jill Matthews: It's Matt Slater!! From the drawing earlier in the evening, Matt is forced to do this...
[Matt Slater is seen coming out of the curtain on a sleigh being pulled by antler wearing.... fluffabos?! With loud 'ho-ho-moo's, the dozens upon dozens of fluffabos drag the sleigh to the middle of the ramp, before Slater jumps off, donning his Santa suit with icy hatred as He yanks the large sack from the back, which was full of gifts. He begins passing them out to fans angrily, even throwing one into some guy in a Winter Wonderland with Mariah Carey on the front t-shirt's face, making him stumble back. Finally, Slater finishes handing out the gifts and swiftly makes his way to the ring, standing in the middle and staring maliciously towards the entrance...]
Vince Walters: Holy shit... he even has to wrestle in this?!
Jill Matthews: Were you even paying attention earlier?!
Vince Walters: Uh, no... I was looking at your tits, sweet cheeks. Now I'll resume that as Davis announces Slater's opponent.
Tom Davis: Uh, and Slater's opponent... weighing in at 237lbs and billed from Memphis, Tennessee... he is Christian Rivers!
[Rivers walks down the ring in his sleeveless white undershirt, his gun holster with his .45 snapped securely in. He walks up the ring steps, and enters the ring through the middle rope, before pausing as he stares at Slater. Matt glowers at him, but Rivers can't help but crack up at his foe's opinion, and the bell rings to signify the start of the match! Slater immediately lurches forward as his opponent chuckles, hitting a swift forearm smash!]
Vince Walters: Santa Slater immediately takes control of this match!
Jill Matthews: Santa Slater?
Vince Walters: Uh, yeah? Or Slater Clause. Saint Slater?
Jill Matthews: Will you shut up? Look, Rivers just tripped up Slater and is pulling him up to hit a single arm DDT!
Vince Walters: Yeah, and that idiot just dropped for the pin, got to the one count... and he looks frustrated?! C'mon, Slater wouldn't be taken out that easily! Even in that getup.
[Matt rolls back to his feet and brushes himself off, as Rivers rushes forward again for a clothesline. But Slater simply dodges and grabs Christian, hitting a spinebuster! Rivers falls, but Matt moves quickly to the nearest turnbuckle, climbing atop and staring down at his foe. As River's finally stands, Slater jumps off for a flying dropkick, only for Christian to dodge and Matt to hit the ref! He stumbles out of the ring, as Slater catches himself on the ropes, whips around, and is met with a strong bulldog!]
Jill Matthews: Rivers really hit him there, and Slater's about to get another move by Christian... but no, Matt's regained his composure and grabs his opponent to throw him into the ropes!!
Vince Walters: Aha! I knew he wouldn't be taken out so easily!
[Rivers bounces off the ropes and runs at Slater, who smirks and catches his foe mid-jump, spinning him around to hit a tilt a whirl backbreaker! Christian rolls around on the ground in pain, as Slater prepares for his next move... but Rivers moves his feet up to kick his foe in the midsection! Christian then jumps up to his feet and grabs Slater to hit a hard faceplant! Rivers moves to the turnbuckle then, waiting for Slater to stand before jumping off.... and being met with a codebreaker!!]
Jill Matthews: Raining shadows!! Is this match over?!
Vince Walters: Slater's going for the pin!
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Vince Walters: WHAT?!
Jill Matthews: Rivers gets a shoulder up! He's moving to his feet, and Slater's looking frustrated! The ref's knocked out, and both men are standing... what'll happen next?!
Vince Walters: Well if you shut your trap, you'd find out.
[With a smirk, Rivers runs forward and hits a high knee to Slater, ripping his fake beard finally off of his face before he then charges his foe into the corner! Hitting hard rights and lefts to Matt, he doesn't see someone dressed as a reindeer stroll forward and put the sack that was used to hold the presents into the ring. Slater sees it and looks to the side to see Jen give him a thumbs up, before prancing, shouting for 'Blitzen', it would seem.]
Jill Matthews: Well that was weird. But Slater's using it to his advantage! Matt has used his foot to slide the sack over to him!
Vince Walters: But how is he gonna get away from that flurry of blows?
Jill Matthews: Like that! Matt just low blowed him with his knee!
Vince Walters: And right as the ref is coming to, that lucky bastard!
Jill Matthews: Slater is using his opponent's doubling over to his advantage as he grabs hold of his arm and... a fantastic cross armbar by Matt!!
[The hold breaks as soon as they hit the floor, as Rivers desperately pulls away and scrambles to the far corner, grabbing the sack as he goes. Clutching his arm, Christian glares at the now standing Slater, before running at him and using the sack to strangle Matt! The ref catches this and breaks it up, but Rivers suddenly knees Slater in the back, then goes for a spinning neckbreaker when Slater twists and hits a sudden spin kick to his foe! As Christian stumbles back, Matt grabs hold of the sack now and puts it over Rivers!!]
Vince Walters: The sack has covered Rivers!! ...hehe, bet he's used to that.
Jill Matthews: Oh shut up you idiot... Christian is now completely covered by Slater's sack... oh my god, stop laughing Vince!! Ugh... anyway, looks like Matt's lifting him up!!!
Vince Walters: Hell yes he is! SHOCKWAVE bitches!!!
Jill Matthews: And with that, Slater goes for the pin!!!
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3!!
Ding-a-ling-a-ling!
Vince Walters: Why does the bell sound like sleighbells...?
Jill Matthews: Does it matter? Christian Rivers was just defeated by a man dressed in a Santa costume! Congrats Matt!
Tom Davis: Your winner via pinfall... Matt Slater!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:37:49 GMT -5
Matt Slater is walking down the corridor after his match against Christian Rivers, still dressed as Santa Claus all the while. He is about to reach his dressing room until he stops abruptly, looking at a man who is stood leaning on the door with his arms folded.
Matt McMattio: Well if it isn’t Santa Slater. I suppose you have a gift for me, or have I been a bad boy this year?
McMattio chuckles as he straightens up from the door, keeping his arms folded as he strolls towards Slater.
Matt McMattio: You know, I’ve been thinking. Ever since you came into the locker room for the Santa draw, I had my eye on you. In fact, I’ve always had my eye on you. You’re one hell of a wrestler ... and next week happens to be my last match for quite a while.
Matt Slater: What’s your point?
Slater pulls the fake beard down to reveal the rest of his face, McMattio smiling before he speaks again.
Matt McMattio: I was thinking of facing Judas Dathan next week in Boston ... but then I changed my mind. So next week, how about I face you in a match? What do you say, Slater? Do you accept the challenge, or are you going to back down?
Remaining stern, Slater then smirks and nods, McMattio grinning too after this affirmative gesture.
Matt Slater: I’ll accept your challenge. I guess you can run along to Ryan Elias now and tell him about it, but I’d suggest keeping Josh Cole in mind for your upcoming match first and foremost.
Matt McMattio: Oh don’t worry, I know what he’s capable of. But the problem is, people tend to underestimate me. Don’t even think of underestimating me Slater, otherwise, just like Cole tonight, you’ll be defeated.
McMattio then laughs out loud before he turns and walks off, Slater shaking his head in annoyance before he advances to his dressing room door and opens it. As he does so, he notices Cera dressed as an elf putting up a Christmas tree, singing along to Christmas tunes from a nearby radio. The room has other decorations around too, something that Slater acknowledges as he walks in and closes the door behind him. When the door closes, Cera hears the sound and turns around, greeting Slater with a happy grin.
Cera: Hey there!
Matt Slater: Looks like you've been busy... *takes hat off and throws it aside onto couch* ... wait ... why are you dressed as an elf?
Cera: *puts up an ornament oddly resembling Aaron Abraham... only covered in red paint* Oh... I was actually forced into it by staff for some reason. *frowns* I hate dressing up...
Matt Slater: At least you didn't have to go out in front of the crowd dressed as Santa, give them meaningless, menial gifts and then wrestle... *pulls fake beard off* ... against a man who claimed he would be my biggest test to date.
Cera: Not the kind of giving I enjoy, but tis the season hehe *smirks and eyeballs him* But the suit fits you well... very... very well...
Matt Slater: Oh really? *looks her up and down* To be honest, you look pretty good in that outfit.
Cera: *growls playfully at him* Hush... or I won't let you see me in less later. To celebrate of course, heh.
Matt Slater: That's one sexy threat coming from you... *smirks*
Cera: Consider it one half of your Christmas present.
Cera grins wider and pulls out another ornament, this one resembling Reya Serra... as an angel.
Matt Slater: ... One half?
Slater utters this as he sits down on the couch, Cera putting the ornament on the tree before she replies.
Cera: Well it wouldn't be Christmas if I didn't give you a salvageable present, now would it? *hums cheerfully with music coming from stereo nearby*
Matt Slater: Hmm, I guess not.
Cera: Not in a holiday mood Mr Slater? *winks at him as she holds up an ornament resembling him, in wrestling trunks*
Matt Slater: Exhausted to be honest. I'm also being rather cautious ... and vigilant...
Cera: Why's that?
Cera asks this question as she puts up a ornament that looks charred, yet the figures can still be seen as Vanessa and Adrien standing side by side.
Matt Slater: *sits forward* It's more about... *pauses and looks slightly to the side in thought* ... nevermind.
Cera stares at him curiously for a moment, before picking up an ornament resembling Roger Wright with half his face looking like it'd gotten it's skin torn off.
Cera: I see... well... we could discuss something like how our victories are oh so sweet?
Matt Slater: Everyone knows they are anyway. *sits back on couch again and relaxes* I'm more intrigued by what this other gift you have in store for me is...
Cera: Greedy, aren't you?
Cera smiles as she pulls out an ornament resembling herself, only in a devils costume, and places it up near the top of the tree beside Reya. She then turns away from the tree and strols over to him, reaching into her pocket as she does so.
Matt Slater: Me, greedy? *playfully pulls her onto his lap* You must be mistaken. *winks*
Cera casually sits on his lap, still in her elf costume with the end rather low cut, and she pulls a box out of her pocket and hands it to him. Slater then delicately takes the box from her and starts to unravel the paper, taking it all off before opening the lid of the box. Cera watches him with intrigue as she slowly lifts up a golden pocket watch from its cushioned innards, studying it with a smile before he talks.
Matt Slater: A pocket watch. I like it, Cera. *looks at her* Thank you.
Cera: *smiles sadly* You have no idea...
Matt Slater: *starts to look confused* ... what do you mean?
Cera: Eh... nothing really. That wasn't bought recently though ... haha...
After uttering this comment, Cera then slides off his lap and sits next to him on the couch, Slater rubbing the dragon-designed trim of the watch as he contemplates things.
Matt Slater: Someone you knew had this in their possession, didn't they?
Cera: *shakes her head* Not exactly. When I was younger, soon after I left my aunt and uncle's house, and only a few weeks after meeting Jen... we had travelled to this small town in the mid-west. Around that time we were still young you know? We had barely any money ... and it was winter time...
With a weak laugh, Cera brings her legs up and stares down as she speaks.
Cera: Instead of trying to bargain for a place to stay or for even a blanket, I saw this little shop and saw this pocket watch... and that's the one thing I hadn't lost faith in. Time. Time was always on my side. And so I bought it. And it's gone everywhere with me...
Slater, looking at her with a forlorn expression, then lowers his head and glances at the watch occupying his palm, all to speak softly to her in a tone of affection and love.
Matt Slater: Cera ... you should have kept this with you. In fact, you still ... can...
Cera: *glares at him* You better accept that, you ass. *gaze softens* After everything you've done for me? I'd be hurt if you didn't... and would probably hurt you after. *smiles slightly*
Matt Slater: *chuckles and looks at pocket watch* I'll always thank you for what you've done for me too. And this... after what you've just explained ... it means a lot to me. And it's unfortunate because ... what I've gotten for you pales in significance...
With Cera raising an eyebrow at this statement, Slater gets off couch, walks over to a small table at the side of the room, ducks down, and stands back up with a wrapped package. He then returns to the couch and hands it to her.
Matt Slater: Symbolism and meaning are beneficial for you ... but there really wasn't anything special I could locate that matched this preferred criteria ... apart from one thing. I'm sorry.
Cera: *takes package and raises eyebrows at him* Who says I need presents? I think you risking your life for me is a big enough Christmas present, Matt...
Matt Slater: Nothing would satisfy me more than to get you gifts for Christmas though. And besides, I'll never stop helping you.
Accepting Slater’s words, Cera then tears off the wrapping and opens the box, peering in before she reaches her hand in and pulls out a new pair of high leather boots with metal buckles on the sides.
Cera: Ooo... thank god...
Cera then raises one of her feet and shows off her traditional boots, ones that have been worn down excessively through constant use.
Cera: I've had these for like, 8 years...
Matt Slater: I noticed you needed a change... *smiles and sits next to her again*
Cera: Yes... yes I did. *takes out a few books next* Hmm... Infernal Angel? Interesting... The Devil in Gray... heh, Sacrifice, nice... The Cannibal Within... and finally... Evil: Spine Tingling Stories of Murder and Mayhem. Love it! *laughs*
Matt Slater: I thought you might. They're mostly thrillers and psychological thought-provokers. You'll definitely like them, since you're an avid reader.
Cera: Very true.
The next thing Cera pulls out casually is another expensive looking bottle of tequila. She then looks at Slater mischievously, unscrews the cap, and then guzzles it down in one gulp.
Cera: Merry Christmas...
Matt Slater: You could have saved yourself some, you glutton... *laughs*
Cera: It IS a sin... *puts bottle in pocket* I've saved... a few drops.
Cera grins at him with playful wickedness as she reaches in, emptying the box of its contents with the last gift, which happens to be in a small box.
Matt Slater: The best one happens to be the last one.
Slater says this with a smile as Cera raises the lid, taking out a bracelet which has been designed to resemble flames.
Cera: Jewellery, huh? *grins at him* It's usually to show the most affection...
Matt Slater: And the most symbolism in this instance.
Cera: It's fiery...
Matt Slater: Do you like it?
Cera: Yes... it's beautiful *grins* ... and hot. Okay, that was lame. I'm in too good a mood.
Matt Slater: Sometimes I like you in a good mood... *winks*
Cera: I do happen to have one more thing for you... *eyes him deviously*
Matt Slater: Now I'm intrigued.
Cera grins at him seductively and moves back onto his lap, putting her hands to his cheeks and kissing him firmly on the lips.
Cera: That ... was for looking so good as Santa.
Slater smiles back as she gets off his lap once more, standing in front of him and turning around in a devious manner.
Cera: Now... would you like to help me change for my match? *smirks*
Matt Slater: *smiles and stands up* It is the season to be gratuitous and helpful after all.
Slater approaches her from behind and starts to undo the back of her elf dress, the camera retreating to not show this private scene, going out of the door and letting it shut just before cutting away to something else.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:38:40 GMT -5
Vince Walters: Well look who it is in the ring the rap battle master himself Josh Cole.
“Waiting in the ring for his opponent I Josh Cole looking as Eminem as he possibly could with everyone respectfully clapping. He grabs the microphone and begins to rap but thankfully he is interrupted by Matt McMattio who attacks him from behind”
Jill Matthews: McMattio looks pissed here tonight.
Vince Walters: I heard the playboy wanted to play Santa this year but someone else was chosen. I have never seen McMattio like this before!
“As Cole stays on his knees after being jumped McMattio bounces off the ropes and nails a picture perfect Shining Wizard onto Cole knocking him down to the mat.”
Jill Matthews: Man there was some authority behind that Shining Wizard there!
Vince Walters: Did you like my present I gave you earlier baby?
Jill Matthews: Sticking your three inch dick through the bottom of a White Diamonds perfume box isn’ what I really wanted dipshit. Can we focus back on this highly contested contest please!
Vince Walters: Sure, but it’s over now. Highly contested my ass!
“McMattio hits the Pressure Point on Cole and goes for the pin.”
1…
2…
THREE!!!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner the “Playboy” Matt McMattio!!
Vince Walters: Well you have to admit, my present was better than this match was right?
Jill Matthews: You can’t compare a joke to a joke Vince, but for the hell of it actually yes it was.
Winner: Matt McMattio
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:39:27 GMT -5
[The camera pans to the Court locker room, where the Queen of the Court herself is strolling inside of. The view follows her as she begins pulling off her jacket to prepare for her match, when Adrien Specter appears behind her and slowly walks up, his arms behind his back. V turns around to face her King and grins at him.]
Vanessa: Hi there.
Adrien: Hi... *smiles back*
Vanessa: Ready to kick cRu ass as only the King and Queen can?
[She jumps to plant her bare feet into the floor as she puts her fists up in a boxer's stance. Adrien smirks in response, the camera panning to catch his reaction.]
Adrien: It's something that we've both done before, so this time shall be no different.
[He then pulls out a small box from behind his back, to which V curiously eyeballs as Specter speaks.]
Adrien: but before that... for you.
[Vanessa blinks and takes the box, looking at it for a moment, then up at him. She then slowly opens it while still staring into Specter's eyes. Once she'd gotten the box open, V looks down to see a piece of paper with "One Free Kiss" on it.]
Adrien: I know you don't celebrate Xmas... but I thought I'd get you something.
Vanessa: Aww that's cute! And I can use it whenever? *grins mischievously up at him*
Adrien: ...whenever you want to.
[Vanessa closes the lid of the box and saunters past, smirking at him as she walks behind him and pulls a bag out of a nearby locker. V then moves back to Specter and hands it to him, frowning slightly.]
Vanessa: Of course I'd get you something as well...
Adrien: Shit, you've made me feel bad for giving you nothing more then a piece of paper.
Vanessa: *smiles sheepishly* Mine's not much better...
[Adrien smiles back and opens the bag. Inside is a small bottle, reading "Blessings" on the front. Vanessa stares down and pouts slightly, a red tint to her cheeks.]
Adrien: ...right... has Reya been getting into your things again?
Vanessa: *looks up at him seriously* See... I kinda like a positive outlook on things. And feel... you should always count your blessings. So you unscrew the cap there, whisper each blessing you have each time you get a new one... and remember that you're never not going to have something or someone that's there for you. And it's a little symbolic... to say you're kinda a blessing to me too.
Adrien: ...I'm not quite sure what to say
Vanessa: There isn't anything really to say I guess haha. *stares down* I know it's really lame... but I've never been good at giving.
Adrien: It's not lame. It's just...unexpected. And to be honest, as I've proven, I'm not any good at giving presents either.
Vanessa: I like yours... *grins deviously* And I know exactly when to use it.
Adrien: Oh do tell
Vanessa: *strolls up to him and trails her fingers along his chest* Let's just say our victory celebration will be quite enticing...
Adrien: I think I'll be holding you to that.
[Specter takes his Queen's hand and kisses the back of it. She smiles, then glances at the clock on the wall, before returning her steady gaze to her King.]
Vanessa: You know... we still have a bit of time before our match. *smiles sweetly*
Adrien: Well, what did you have in mind?
Vanessa: 'Training', maybe?
Adrien:...Shouldn't we get rid of the camera first?
[The Queen grins and walks past the camera, opens the door to the dressing room, grabs the camera guy, and throws him out of the room, hitting him with a spin kick to cause him to slam into the opposite wall as the camera tumbles in his arms and focuses on her walking back in and shutting the door behind her... as the scene fades...]
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Tom Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
As the beginning of 'Been to Hell' starts up, the lights dim and deep red strobes flash around the arena. On the Edgetron flashes moments of wrestlers being bludgeoned and bloody... until finally revealing the one who did it, wielding a war hammer in her hand covered in blood, until it starts flashing to reveal another image of the woman holding a bright red baseball bat, with the word 'Power' on it, along with raised steel studs trailing over the top. It flashes suddenly to a close-up of her haunting pale blue eyes, which narrow wickedly.
Suddenly the Edgetron goes black as glowing words crawl upon the screen, spelling out 'Sweet Malevolence', fading then returning with 'In the form of', fading once more and coming on again with one last word... 'bloodshed'. The first verse of the song hits up as the crimson lights flash down to the entrance and stop there. Out steps a figure dressed in thick, heeled boots, ripped jeans and a leather jacket, with her arms crossed arrogantly. A smirk crawls upon her lips as the crowd goes hysterical with boos and cheers, ecstatic to see the Baddest Bitch in NEW! Cera then starts moving forward as she concentrates on her opponents inside the ring.
Tom Davis: Introducing first, from Sky Valley, Georgia, weighing in tonight at 135lbs, CERA!
Cera mounts the apron and leaps over the ropes athletically, landing on her feet and observing the crowd wickedly as she takes off her jacket.
The sounds of a woman moaning roars throughout the arena as the lights dim down a bit as the stage is set ablaze by the two pyrotechnic blasts on the sides of the ramp flare up, going at intervals. Redman's “Whateva Man” blasts out from the audio system. Kenath Israel slowly walks through the curtain with the Youngblood Championship strapped around his waist, looking at the audience. He scowls and reaches into his trunks pulling out a blunt and lighter. Kenath Israel puts the blunt in his lips and flicks the lighter to no avail.
Tom Davis: And her opponent, from Houston, Texas, weighing in tonight at 385lbs, he is the NEW Youngblood Champion, KENATH ISRAEL!
Walking to one side of the stage, he holds his head over as a blast of fire emerges mere inches from his face, lighting up the "funny" cigarette. Kenath takes a puff and blows out a large cloud of smoke before heading down to the entrance ramp. A few fans put their hands out as Kenath Israel tosses the ashes into one lucky attendant's hand. Approaching the ring, Krayzee walks to the side of the ring before walking up the steps and taking another puff as he holds it in while walking towards the center of the apron. A spotlight shines down on the Big Krayzee as he slowly makes his way to the center. Stalling for a minute, Krayzee raises his head up and forcefully blows a geyser of pot smoke into the air and smirks, getting into the ring.
Jill Matthews: Kenath Israel defeated Reya Serra at Convicted to win the Youngblood Championship, and now tonight he ... wow, Cera isn't wasting any time, going straight to work on Kenath with vicious kicks!
Vince Walters: He still has his belt on, and his blunt is still lit!
Cera is stomping down on Kenath, pausing to unstrap the YB Title from his waist and throwing it to the outside. She then notices the lit blunt on the canvas, waiting for Israel to get to his knees before she pushes his face onto it with her boot, grinding his face into the burning embers!
Vince Walters: OUCH! OW! Oh ... Jesus!
Israel rolls away feeling his face as Cera slides the crushed blunt out of the ring, going over to Israel and booting him some more. Kenath battles his way up with Cera laying in some forearm shots this time around, but Kenath luckily catches one of her strikes and and pulls her into his body, raising her up before delivering a spinebuster.
Jill Matthews: Even though his face has just been burned, Kenath wants to win this match. But he needs to keep this match at his pace in order to win.
Kenath drags Cera to the center of the ring before he drops a knee onto her face, pulling the Baddest Bitch back up before going for a Delayed Suplex. Cera counters however by landing on her feet behind Israel, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his neck before flipping him over with a headscissors takedown. Israel gets back up and rushes at Cera for a clothesline, Cera ducking under and nailing Kenath with an Enziguri as he turns around, following it up with a Tiger Feint Kick!
Vince Walters: Cera certainly knows when to land her kicks, and in what order!
Cera covers Kenath...
ONE!
TWO!
The Youngblood Champion kicks out. Cera forces herself back up and presses her foot to his throat, choking Kenath out until the referee counts to four, forcing Cera to remove her boot or risk disqualification. Israel touches his neck as he gets back up, Cera landing a few Machine Gun Kicks before she backs up, running forward and flying into the air for a Hurricanrana. However, Kenath grasps her body and delivers a Powerbomb, dragging Cera back to her feet and executing the Gangsta Breaker!
Jill Matthews: Kenath saw that move coming and countered quickly! Now Cera is the one who is in trouble.
Kenath hooks the leg of Cera for a cover...
ONE!
TWO!
The Baddest Bitch gets her shoulder up! Kenath looks around until he drags Cera back to her feet, using his secondary finishing manoeuvre, the SHOTGUN, to try and keep her down! Kenath covers Cera again...
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Cera kicks out again!
Vince Walters: What does it take to defeat this woman?!
Israel growls angrily as he stands back up, heading to the corner and getting into position for a Spear. Cera starts to stand back up, spinning around as Israel charges forth. Unfortunately for him, he can't block Cera executing the Xtreme Rush, following it up with the XTREME SPEED and falling onto him for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
Jill Matthews: And Cera defeats the Youngblood Champion Kenath Israel!
Vince Walters: I guess this means Israel beating Reya Serra at Convicted was a damn fluke!
Jill Matthews: I'm not really sure about that...
Vince Walters: Know what I am sure of? Your breast size.
Jill Matthews: One of these days I'm going to sew your lips shut.
Tom Davis: Here is your winner, CERA!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:40:50 GMT -5
[Walking quickly down a backstage corridor is none other than Paxar Vega, gazing at each door as she passes until she comes to a door with Timothy, the young brown haired man encountered by Reya earlier in the week, standing in front of it.]
Paxar: Excuse me…You haven’t seen a woman around spouting things about the Lord have you? She’s a brunette…about my height…
[Timothy glares into her chestnut eyes curiously.]
Timothy: I may have. May I ask why you are looking for her?
[Paxar stares back at him, face turning slightly red in frustration.]
Paxar: It’s none of your business why I’m looking for her. Now have you seen her or not? I came as quickly as I could…I hope she’s alright…I heard she was in an accident…
[Paxar looks at him franticly as he nods slightly.]
Timothy: I see. So you are the friend Miss Janason has spoken to me about.
Paxar: You…know where she is? Where is she?
[Timothy moves his head to his right slightly to reveal Reya’s name on the front of door behind him.]
Timothy: She is right here. She received a few bruises and a slight concussion, but she will be perfectly fine.
Paxar: That’s good. Now I’d like to see that for myself if you don’t mind so if you’ll just stand aside…
[He looks at her sternly as he places his hand in front of her, shaking his head.]
Timothy: I am sorry. She is inside preparing for her match this evening and asked not to be disturbed.
[Paxar glares furiously at Timothy, directly into his deep blue eyes.]
Paxar: Look, Mister…
Timothy: Timothy.
Paxar: Timothy…you’ve got two choices. Either you step aside and let me through…
[Paxar takes a step forward as the two come almost nose to nose.]
Paxar: …or I’ll go right through you…
[Suddenly a shout comes from behind the door.]
Reya: Timothy, what is all the commotion about out there?
[Timothy shouts back at her through the door.]
Timothy: Your friend…Paxar I think you called her…she is here to see you.
[The door opens and as Timothy steps aside out steps Reya, dressed in her ring attire. She closes the door behind her and looks at Paxar curiously.]
Reya: Why are you here Paxar? I thought I told you to go back to Los Angeles…
[Paxar looks down sadly, a tear slowly rolling down her cheek.]
Paxar: I…I heard you were in an accident. I had to make sure you were alright, which thankfully it looks like you are…but it also seems you’re upset with me still, and rightfully so. I should’ve told you sooner…I really should’ve Reya. Maybe I should just go…
[She turns to leave, but as she does Reya reaches out and puts her hand onto Paxar’s shoulder.]
Reya: Wait…
[Paxar turns back around, still looking down in sadness. Reya takes her hand, placing it under Paxar’s chin to raise her head up to look at her. Giving her a little smile, Reya then puts her arms around her friend in a hug.]
Reya: Please stay.
[Reya lets go as the two women gaze into each other’s eyes.]
Reya: I…what you said…it was all so very much to take in. I…overreacted. I know that you were just looking out for me, as you always try to do. I know that your heart was in the right place. Please…accept my apology.
[Paxar shakes her head slightly.]
Paxar: I’m the one that should be apologizing, Reya…
Reya: What is done is done. You did what you felt was right and though it deeply hurt me…I forgive you for what you have done. Now, I do believe I have an opportunity at the Tag Team Titles to earn…
[Paxar glares at Reya curiously.]
Paxar: You sure do, Reya. Just because I’ve been gone doesn’t mean I don’t know what’s going on. You and Judas facing off against the King of Plain and P.T. Useless…don’t worry, Reya. You and Judas are good partners. You’re going to mop the floor with those two clowns.
Reya: I pray that we do. Would my best friend care to join me as I try?
[Paxar nods, smiling brightly back at Reya.]
Paxar: I would, Reya. I definitely would.
Reya: Alright, then it is settled. Go on and head that way and I will follow you shortly.
[Paxar turns, walking away towards the ring as Reya looks over her shoulder to see Timothy who has been standing behind her silently. She then spins around and smiles at him, blushing slightly.]
Reya: Timothy…I am so thankful that you helped me after my accident and I have thoroughly enjoyed the time we have spent together today. You are such a kind, decent man. It is a shame that after tonight Paxar and I will be moving on to the next destination for New Edge and we may never see each other again. I…I suppose we should say our goodbyes…I mean, after all you probably have your own life here in Chicago…
[Her bright smile turns to an unfortunate frown as he looks back at her. He then slowly leans in, planting a soft kiss on her cheek before stepping back.]
Timothy: I do not want to say goodbye, Miss Janason. I…I would like to join you and get to know you better, if you will have me.
[Her face bright red and appearing completely surprised, Reya manages a slight nod.]
Reya: Yes…I would like that very much.
[The two pause for a moment, each staring into the eyes of the other before Reya speaks again.]
Reya: Now, I really must be going for my match. You may watch it in my dressing room if you want. I will see you again afterwards.
Timothy: Then I will see you later tonight, Miss Janason.
[He nods, grinning just a little as Reya turns from him, taking a few steps before stopping. She peers over her shoulder back at him, smiling brightly.]
Reya: Oh…and Timothy? You do not have to refer to me as Miss Janason. Please…call me Reya.
[Timothy smiles back at her, whispering to himself.]
Timothy: Reya…a beautiful name for an even more beautiful woman…
[She looks forward once again and continues walking away from Timothy towards the ring…]
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:41:40 GMT -5
Matthews: This one should be a good one, it’s the first match in this tag team tournament that Ryan Elias set up for the tag titles!
Walters: Yeah a tournament that he says the Court will not win!
Tom Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, they are in the ring, the tag team of KING OF PAIN AND PT MERCILESS!!!!!
Walters: P.T. Making his debut in the NEW, and teaming with KOP, this should be a great one. Even with the rough patch that KOP has had, he is a force in that ring, and P.T. has all the background you want out of a new higher.
Walters: Yeah but they have to face the former NEW Undisputed Champion and the former NEW Youngblood Champion, both of whom should have title matches coming up soon.
Walters: Key word, former, for both of them.
Tom Davis: And their opponents, representing the court, JUDAS DATHAN AND REYA SERRA!!!!!
Out from the back both Reya and Judas walk, slowly they make their way down to the ring, each taking an opposite side and entering the ring, P.T. and KOP backing into their corner and waiting as Reya and Judas appear to prepare themselves for the upcoming match.
Walters: And this thing is under way, and like it or not, Judas is the first man in for the Court, and KOP the first in for his team.
Matthews: What a cheap shot, KOP charging across the ring like that, hitting Judas when he had his back turned.
Walters: You say cheap shot, I say opportunistic!
Grabbing the stunned Dathan, KOP starts to sling him across the ring, but stops, pulling him instead and delivering a 180 degree spine buster on him. Hooking the leg he goes for the quick pin. 1 Dathan kicks out rather quick, but KOP is back on top of him, helping the man to his feet. Wrapping his arms around the waist of Judas, KOP exectutes a beautiful belly to back over the head release suplex that sends Judas across the ring and near the wrong corner.
Matthews: And KOP is going to work and working quick with a nice little series of power moves, clearly trying to take the speed advantage that Judas might have out of the equation.
Walters: And a solid plan that is, and now it looks like P.T. and KOP intend to make quick tags in and out of the ring, keeping each other fresh and wearing down the former Undisputed Champ.
Stepping through the ropes, P.T. immediately puts a thumb to the eye of Judas, as KOP Motions like he is going to go for Reya, distracting the ref. Grabbing Judas by the arm, P.T. Sends him across the ring into the ropes, on the rebound Judas rolls over the back of the bent P.T., spinning Merciless around, and hitting him with a drop kick that knocks Merciless off of his feet. Quickly both men get back to their feet, and Judas meets Merciless with a kick to the mid section, following it with a leaping back kick the chest, sending Merciless into the corner.
Matthews: Judas seems to be getting a second wind after the punishment he took at the hands of KOP.
Walters: Yeah so it would seem.
Charging across the ring, Judas leaps into the air, his foot planting on the second rope, his knee driving into the chest of Merciless. As Merciless stumbles out of the corner, Judas leaps off the middle rope, taking Dathan down with a bulldog in the middle of the ring. Rolling him over, Judas goes for the pin. 1 2 P.T. Kicks out, tripping Judas as he moves to make a tag to Reya. Rolling away, Merciless makes the tag to KOP, just as Judas reaches his corner and tags in Reya.
Matthews: Judas with the tag!
Walters: Merciless with the tag!
Matthews: Oh, now this might get a little interesting.
Reya immediately steps through the ropes and charges, leaping into the air for flying spinning back kick, but KOP catchers her, slamming her down with a modified powerbomb instead. Leaning forward he attempts the pin. 1 2 Reya kicking out and rolling away, grasping for the ropes with her hands. But KOP is back on top of her, lifting her off the ground with one hand. With a wicked smile on his face, KOP lifts her into the air on his shoulders for the House of Pain. As KOP steps back, Dathan reaches out slapping the foot of Reya before KOP can bring her down. Covering Reya up, KOP waits but the ref refuses to count the pin fall. Turning back around, KOP is planted with a DDT by Judas.
Matthews: What a smart move by Judas right there, he made that tag and is now the legal man in the ring.
Walters: Yeah but KOP seems pissed after that DDT.
As Dathan reaches down for KOP, Judas is suddenly struck from behind, and falls out of the ring to the floor, the ref moving to get P.T. out of the ring. Making his way back to the apron on the outside, Judas is met by KOP, who suplexes him back into the ring. Quickly KOP is to his feet and moves back across the ring tagging in Merciless. Like a flash, Merciless is over the rope and taking the fight to Judas.
Matthews: Man and now Merciless is back in charge of this one. Amazing what a cheap shot can do for you!
Walters: He didn’t think Judas was the legal man, and you and I both know that.
With Judas back on his feet, Merciless swipes at Reya, the woman trying to come back into the ring, the ref stopping her. Dropping down, Merciless goes for the low blow on Judas, but Dathan blocks it with his knee, Instead planting PT with a snap DDT in the middle of the ring. Rolling over Judas reaches up, making the tag to Reya who jumps to the top rope and leaps off hitting PT with a leg drop from the top rope.
Walters: What the hell? Judas just hit the Krisis Kore right after Reya hit that leg drop!
Matthews: Yeah and the ref is trying to stop KOP from getting in the ring, and there goes Judas spearing KOP out of the ring onto the floor.
Walters: NO!!!!!
Mathews: Reya has PT pinned and the ref just turned to see it. ONE, TWO, THREE!!!!!!
Walters: GOD NO!!!!!
Tom Davis: Here are your winners, Representing the court, JUDAS DATHAN AND REYA SERRA!!!!!!
Matthews: What the hell does this mean if the court wins the next match?
Walters: I don’t know but I am not too happy right now, I might just kill myself if the court wins the next one.
Matthews: Wait there, on the NEWtron it’s Roger Wright!!!!!
Walters: I thought he wasn’t going to be here tonight!
Wright: Congratulations Reya and Judas, you did what Ryan thought you couldn’t. But the time for congratulations are over. Instead how about we change the game a bit, the upcoming match with The cRu and Court, will be a Extreme rules, tornado style tag match!!!!! And if the Court wins, then the COURT will be NEW Tag Team Champions!!!!!
Matthews: My god, does that mean what I think it means?
Walters: I think so!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:42:25 GMT -5
We cut to the outside of the arena momentarily where Matt Slater and Cera are walking towards their cars, Cera carrying her box of gifts that Slater had given her before. They go to the back of Cera’s fiery red coloured Lamborghini with Slater opening up the trunk, Cera placing the box inside before closing it up and locking it shut.
Matt Slater: Tonight has been quite decent in my opinion. We destroyed our opponents, attained victories, and also shared some gifts ... some of which will come in use for later days ahead.
Cera: Like my books for when Jen tries to be entertaining... *smirks*
Matt Slater: That's guaranteed and assured...
Slater chuckles after uttering this response, only to seize his humorous side as he looks into the distance, noticing a black Mercedes-Benz driving towards their parked positions.
Matt Slater: ... Hmm...
Cera: Are we getting a ride back? We have our own cars now though...
Matt Slater: ... This was planned by me, Cera.
Slater keeps looking ahead as the car stops, Cera raising an eyebrow at him before she looks at the car that has now stopped. Eventually a woman dressed in a professional suit comes out of the driver’s side door, walking to the back seating area of the car and opening up the neighbouring door. She frequently ushers the person inside to climb out, and after a few moments of trial and error, the other occupant complies, sliding out and standing nearby the car before taking her hand. It’s a child given their size, and as the woman walks along the car, the child not yet visible, she nods towards Slater, soon bringing the child into view. That child is Tyler, and as soon as he sees Cera standing by Slater, he clings to the woman defensively, Cera balking at him before she looks at Slater with aggravation.
Matt Slater: You haven't seen him since the rescue. I figured that now would be a good time.
Cera: Now... NOW?! Are you fucking kidding me?!
Tyler: *holding onto lady and glaring at Cera* No, I don't wanna... I hate her...
Slater: *looks at Tyler strangely before he looks at Cera* I thought you’d be happy?!
Cera just glares at him without saying a word, beginning to shake her head wildly until she turns on her heels and hurries to the door of her car, looking pained as Tyler stares loathingly after her.
Matt Slater: CERA!
But Slater’s call isn’t of any use, watching helplessly as Cera gets into her car and starts the engine, taking her time before she reverses with speed, spins the car around and drives away into the distance. They all watch the car continue to drive away until the woman acknowledges Slater.
Woman: That was unexpected. Still, we can only survey Tyler for certain amounts of time. You'll have to take him back on your own.
Matt Slater: *looks at her and sighs* That's alright with me...
Slater looks down as Tyler is pried from the woman’s clothing, the woman walking off to her car afterwards. After a while she drives off too, and Slater is left with Tyler, kneeling down in front of him and looking as approachable as possible.
Matt Slater: You'll be fine, Tyler. I promise.
Tyler: ... Not when she's around...
Tyler then angrily walks to Slater's car, the camera focusing on Slater's face as he closes his eyes, the scene then fading away to a few more commercials before the Main Event.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2011 3:43:34 GMT -5
Matthews: Well we don’t have to wait long for the Main Event!
Walters: We don’t?
Tom Davis: Representing the court, ADRIEN SPECTER AND VANESSA!!!!!
Stepping out of the back, the two of them begin to make their way to the ring, when Abraham and Envy appear behind them, slamming chairs into their heads from behind. Both Adrien and Vanessa slam face first down on the ramp.
Walters: Yes, yes, yes!!!!!!
Matthews: Not too fast! Here comes Reya and Judas back out!
Walters: No they can’t do that!!!!!
From behind, Judas chops the back of Al’s leg out from under him, while Reya leaps into the air, bull dogging Abraham into the metal stage. From out of the back comes security, getting between Reya and Judas, forcing the two towards the back stage area.
Walters: It’s about damn time some order was restored to this match.
Matthews: Order? Jesus Vince there hasn’t been order since the cRu attacked the Court!
First to his feet, Envy brings Specter to his feet and guides the man down the ramp, Envy with a slight limp as he does so. Pushing Specter under the bottom rope, Envy follows him in. Back on the ramp, Vanessa is to her feet first, Abraham stumbling to his, as he turns he catches a brutal spinning heel kick that knocks him off the ramp and back first into the steel railing around the ring. Inside the ring, Envy hooks Specter, snap suplexing him with force, and kick rolling over not releasing his hold on Specter, and delivering two more suplexes before relinquishing his grasp on the man.
Matthews: And this thing has broken down into two separate fights, Envy and Specter, Vanessa and Abraham!
Walters; That it has, but Envy and Specter are the ones with the ref!
Matthews: And it looks like Roger Wright is one step ahead of you, he just came out wearing a referee shirt and is now keeping an eye on the Vanessa and Abraham action.
Walters: What the hell, where is Ryan?
Inside the ring, Envy Rolls Specter up for the pin. 1 2 Specter kicks out before the three count. Slipping out of the ring, Envy grabs a chair and slides back in, as he goes to swing it, Specter kicks up, knocking the chair into the face of Envy, who drops it as he stumbles back into the ropes. Moving forward towards Specter, Envy is rolled up into a small package. 1 2
Matthews: OH!!!! Specter nearly stole the match right there from Envy!
Walters: Well Abraham is about to finish off Vanessa, he has her reeling over there.
Back against the ramp, arms spread over the top of it, vanessa appeared out cold as Abraham raised up the steel chair over his head. Bringing it down, he caught only the steel ramp as Vanessa managed to roll onto the ramp. With her foot, she kicked the top of the chair, causing the cross bar of the chair leg to slam into the throat of Abraham, the man falling to the ground, grasping his neck.
Matthews: Did you see that? Vanessa just played possum and lured Abraham in and now she is firmly in control and this one may even be over!
Walters: God NO!
Inside the ring, Specter hits the Fight or flight on Envy and drops down for the pin. 1 2 Kicking out, Envy rolls out of the ring before Specter can get a hand on him. For a moment Envy stumbles up the ramp, only to be planted with as shot from a chair by Vanessa, Envy’s head hitting the ramp with a sickening thud. Charging up the ramp, Specter leaps into the air, flying off the ramp and into Abraham as the man gets back to his feet. Specter rolling off of him and into the rails, grabbing his chest as Abraham discards the chair he was holding across his chest.
Walters: HA! Specter thought he was coming to the aid of his precious Queen, and instead he caught a chest full of chair!
Matthews: Yeah and so did Abraham, he isn’t exactly jumping back to his feet.
Dropping down off the ramp, Vanessa looks at Abraham, and then to Specter, and back to Abraham, just as the man throws the chair into her face, causing Vanessa to stumble backwards. As Abraham gets to his feet, Vanessa tosses him the chair and spin around on her heel. Striking the chair with a deviate, slamming it into the face of Abraham, the man landing on his back with a sick thud.
Matthews: Did she just Deviate the chair?
Walters: God I think so
Matthews: Why so depressed?
Walters: Like you need to ask, this is quickly becoming the night from hell! The night from hell I tell ya.
Dropping down Vanessa goes for the cover on Abraham, Roger’s hand slapping the ground. 1 2 3!!!!
Matthews: They did it, the Court is now the NEW Tag Team champions, can you believe it?
Walters: Someone get me a gun, I can’t even begin to handle this.
Matthews: Where are you going Vince?
Walters: To shoot myself.
Tom Davis: Here are your winners, VANESSA AND ADRIEN SPECTER, THE COURT!!!!!
Helping Specter to his feet, Roger holds the mans hand up in the air, Specter starring at him with a look of shock. Releasing his hand, Roger grabs the wrist of Vanessa who as well stares with shock at Roger. Then slowly the man walks towards the ring grabbing a microphone and stepping through the middle ropes.
Matthews: I think Roger has something to say Vince, you may want to come back.
Walters: What is he going to fire the cRu now, make things even worse? Like Ryan said, Roger is single handedly destroying this show!
Matthews: Well let’s see what he has to say.
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