Post by Maverick Huntley III on Jun 5, 2024 19:48:05 GMT -5
Wednesday June 5th, 2024 Pensacola, Florida Live Event RP Deadline: 11PM Eastern Time Tuesday June 4th
Opening Bout Hera Zanders vs Barbie Esposito (Hera lost in not the best of fashions, and Barbie lost of her own choosing. What happens when these two meet?)
Match 2 Darcy Marsh vs Keoni Rising (Two hard fought battles, Darcy looks to earn her first win against one half of the Samoan brothers.)
Match 3 Declan Knox vs Kai Rising (Coming up short, the veteran Knox hopefully will buckle down as he takes on the other half of the Samoan brothers.)
Match 4 Jackson Cole vs Stella Basch (Two newcomers to the industry, both gave extremely great fights against former champions. They have nothing to be letdown about, but both have a chance of earning their first win.)
Round Two of the Prestige Tournament
Match 5 Tom Carradine vs Adara Phoenix (The opening match for the second round of the tournament, Tom Carradine was able to take advantage to score a win meanwhile Adara Phoenix was the recipient of an "easy" win.)
Match 6 Aurora Graves vs Lizzy Livz (After defeating Jackson Cole, Aurora moves onto Lizzy Livz who has already been quoted that she will do whatever it takes to win.)
Pre-Main Event Damon Graves vs Kelsi Ross (After defeating the spunky Stella Basch, we see Damon taking on another ring veteran in Kelsi Ross. Clearly talented and skilled, Ross will give a much more difficult time for Damon potentially.)
Main Event Dead Eye vs Slim
(Two veterans of the sport going one-on-one in this stellar Main Event. Both former champions and once retired talents, they now headline the second round of the tournament)
Post by Maverick Huntley III on Jun 5, 2024 19:48:36 GMT -5
The show opens backstage as we see some behind the scenes fighting going on. As the camera gets in focus, we see that it is the team is Samoa Rising attacking two people. The crowd is loud as the announcers are trying to figure out what exactly is going on.
Kyle: Welcome to FWP SCION everyone... we are live in Destin, Florida where as we were going live we heard commotion from the locker room hallway. Our cameras quickly caught up and it appears that Kai and Keoni Rising are attacking someone.
Lauren: This is exactly what Luis Perez was paying for when he hired these two brutes.
As the camera gets a better position, we see the brothers attacking...
Kyle: That is Hera Zanders and Barbie Esposito! Both ladies in the opening match of the show...
Lauren: Someone needs to get this under control!
Kai and Keoni work together as they make their way into the shipment area of the facility. Some trucks are parked including a Florida Wrestling Prestige tractor-trailer. Both men grabs the ladies but backstage officials hurry to stop them from taking anymore liberties. The brothers raise their arms in the air as they back off.
Lauren: What is the point of this?
Kyle: Seems like maybe they were sending a message? I honestly have no-
Both Kai and Keoni quickly gets their faces into the camera.
Kai: This place is run by us. Me and my brudda.
Keoni: These two don't deserve a spot on this roster. So we took the trash out.
Kai: And anytime we see fit to take more trash out, know that we will.
Keoni pushes the camera to the side and as it swings back it catches them heading back into the locker room. The cameras move onto the announcing team in the arena.
Kyle: Well then... I guess...
Lauren: Yes.
Kyle: Yes, we are hearing it from El Presidente Luis Perez that Zanders versus Esposito will no longer be taking place.
Lauren: This is an interesting way to start the night off.
Kyle: Always expect...
Lauren: The unexpected.
CL rolls her eyes as we see a video package re-play the highlights of SCION from two weeks ago.
**RECORDED EARLIER**
We cut to a shot of the parking lot where a pair of headlights briefly flood the shot as a blue Dodge Challenger pulls up, parking in direct view of the loading dock of the arena. The engine idles for a moment, then cuts off as Aurora Graves opens the driver’s side door and steps out, followed by her husband Damon. As he shuts the passenger door, he scans the parking lot.
Aurora: Have I mentioned how I hate daytime running lights?
Damon: Only about a billion times.... Looks like we got here early…
Aurora shrugs her shoulders as she pops the trunk open.
Aurora: Heh… I guess. Not like it’s the first time we’ve been the first ones to show up.
Damon: Considering you were doing warp factor 11 getting us here…
Aurora rolls her eyes and shakes her head as she shuts the driver’s side door.
Aurora: Well, excuse me, Captain Kirk!
The pair make their way to the trunk of the car, pulling their bags out. Damon closes the trunk as Aurora locks up.
Aurora: So you think Kelsi’s wife is gonna pull any bullshit tonight?
The Graveses look at each other with sarcastic smirks as if the most obvious question in the world was just asked.
Damon: Does a bear shit in the woods?
Aurora sighs as they walk toward the building.
Aurora: I guess that just means you’ll have to be extra vigilant. After all, you’re not the one that has to bring backup.
Damon chuckles.
Damon: Harls, I can count the number of people I trust on one hand and still have enough fingers to…
Aurora cuts him off by placing a finger over his lips.
Aurora: Now, now… save some of that attitude for the ring. As for me…
They reach the door leading into the building. Damon steps ahead of his wife, grabbing the handle.
Damon: Allow me…
Damon holds open the door for his wife.
Aurora: Such a gentleman…
She shoots her husband a playful smirk as she winks.
Aurora: Better get all the goofiness out of our systems now before we have to beat some respect out of these fools tonight, eh?
Damon nods his head as they walk down the hallway.
Damon: Yeah…. Playtime’s over.
Aurora: Indeed…
The camera follows them down the hallway until they turn down another corridor and the scene fades out.
"All of the Lights" by Kanye West plays over the speakers as both Kai and Keoni, representing Samoa Rising make their way down the entrance ramp much to the boos of the fans. They ignore the fans and focus on the ring. Both of them roll into the ring and assert themselves ready for the match.
Murphy: The following contest is schedule for one fall. First to the ring accompanied by his brother Kai... from The Isle of Samoa, he is Keoni Rising!
Anthem for the Underdog by 12 Stones starts playing as the lights go out, and stars start falling down from the ceiling. Darcy Marsh walks out from the back. She looks around, before running down to the ring, slide under the ropes. She kips up, as she heads for her corner, looking out at the crowd.
Murphy: And from Miami, Florida... she is Darcy Marsh!
Darcy quickly speaks to the referee as it seems like she is apologetic for her actions two weeks ago. Referee Garrett Addams seems understanding and the two of them are on the same page.
Lauren: Darcy did have some words for both the referee before the match... and then for Keoni Rising.
Kyle: She allowed her emotions to get the best of her, and it cost her two weeks ago. But in the same breath, she told Keoni that he was just like all Samoas. Will those words come back to haunt her?
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING
Keoni immediately steps forward and into the face of Darcy Marsh. He is yelling and mouthing off. He quickly shoves her backwards. She does not back off, and remains in his face. She says something back at him, and points to his brother. Kai, from the outside, yells back as Darcy takes advantage with a kick to the gut of Keoni Rising. Grabbing his head, she plants him to the mat with a Snap DDT. A quick cover.
ONE
And Keoni easily kicks out. He is caught off guard, but still manages to power through it.
Kyle: Just a one count there.
Keoni continues to jaw jack towards Darcy, saw something to get under her skin it seems. She quickly reaches back and catches him with a slap across the face. Kai Rising hops up onto the ring apron.
Lauren: This cannot be good!
Without a second though, Darcy quickly heads over to Kai and smacks him across the face as well.
Kyle: Darcy Marsh not allowing the numbers game here.
Lauren: She must have seen what the brothers did at the top of the show... and knows she needs to keep her head in the game.
Keoni heads over to her, but before he could react, she hits him with a Spinning Heel Kick. She drops him hard to the mat and yells out to the crowd who seemingly get behind her. Waiting for Keoni to rise back to his feet, she knows that she needs to quickly end this. Keoni slowly gains his composure and lifts up with his back to her. He turns around just as she is able to hit Rolling Dog [somersault three-quarter facelock bulldog].
Lauren: Darcy Marsh is clearly in charge here!
Darcy goes for the cover.
ONE
Kai Rising sees this and seeing red from the smack in the face, he slides in the ring.
TWO
Kai does not care about the rules of the match and quickly drops an axe handle to the back of Darcy Marsh. The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Kyle: This is not how we want this match to finish...
Lauren: And this is NOT how Darcy Marsh wants to win. She may have had Keoni right there for the pinfall.
The referee manages to grab Kai and back him off as Darcy quickly slides out of the ring knowing that anything goes now. She will take the win and some lower back pain.
Murphy: The winner of the match due to a DQ... She is Darcy Marsh!
The crowd cheer as she smirks back up to the brothers.
Lauren: This may not be the end of things for Marsh and the brothers.
We see a preview for all four upcoming Prestige Tournament matches.
Murphy: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, Declan Knox!
Declan comes out from the curtain as "Till I Die" by MGK plays. He takes his time walking down the ramp making everyone wait on him to be ready. He climbs up the ring stairs and enters the ring.
Lauren: One of these two competitors will get their first win tonight, as both lost their debut matches.
Kyle: Amazing insight…
"All of the Lights" by Kanye West plays over the speakers as both Kai and Keoni, representing Samoa Rising, make their way down the entrance ramp much to the boos of the fans. They ignore the fans and focus on the ring. Both of them roll into the ring and assert themselves ready for the match.
Murphy: And his opponent, accompanied by Keoni Rising, from the Island of Samoa…Kai Rising!
Lauren: Unlike several matches in our short history, these two are evenly-matched as far as their physical stature is concerned. But what energy did Keoni use earlier on the attack?
Kyle: Now, that is actually amazing insight. We have had several mismatches in our beginning here. But I think it did nothing but rile the Samoa up!
Lauren: In both of their matches last week, Samoa Rising tried to run interference to no avail. Will that play a role here tonight?
DING DING
The bell sounds, and the two competitors circle each other and quickly lock up. Kaii delivers a few punches to Declan. He returns with some punches of his own. A fist fight ensues that the referee gets in between the two. Declan quickly moves forward and delivers a European uppercut. He then Irish whips Kai Rising. He goes for a lariat upon KR’s return, but Rising ducks it. He bounces off the opposite ropes and hits a running knee. He covers.
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Both men stir quickly. Much like the fist fight a few moments ago, both men exchange stiff kicks in like manner.` Kai takes a step back and charges into a sidewalk slam from Knox. Declan lifts him up and gets raked in his eyes. The referee issues a warning to the Samoan.
Lauren: Kai Rising lucky the referee didn’t disqualify him there.
Kyle: For an eye rake? Seriously?
Ignoring the warning, Rising grabs the back of Knox’s head, particularly his hair, powering him forward from that position. Kai smashes Declan’s face into the mat with Kai landing on Knox’s knees from the sheer impact.
Rising covers…
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lauren: Despite the tactics, I must say that was very effective!
Kyle: Continue to see the light, Lauren.
A frustrated Kai pounds the mat with his fists. His brother comes over and tells him to continue the assault. He calms down and begins to lift Declan from the mat. DK rolls him up. ONE!
TWO!
THR--KICKOUT! Lauren: Veteran counter there by Declan Knox.
Kyle: Semi-effective.
Both men get back to their feet, Knox getting there slightly quicker. He rushes in with a big boot. He quickly lifts Kai up and Irish whips him. Upon the Samoan’s return, Declan hits a Tilt-a-Whirl slam.
Lauren: The Roundabout!
Kyle: Ugh.
Before Declan can cover, Keoni Rising leaps up onto the apron, garnering the attention of the official. The crowd boos.
Lauren: Oh, come on!
Declan goes over to his opponent’s brother and delivers a stiff kick to his gut. He then rams his head on the top turnbuckle, making Keoni Rising crumple to the apron and then to the ground. At that moment, behind the referee’s back, Kai Rising delivers a low blow to Declan Knox. The crowd boos even louder.
Kyle: Now, that’s what I call brotherly teamwork!
Lauren: I call it appalling.
Kyle: Potato, pahtahto.
Declan falls to the mat. Kai powers him up and tosses him into the corner. He takes several steps back. The Samoan lets out a shout and charges in, hitting a running butt smash to the abdomen of his foe. The breath leaves the lungs of Declan, as well as an “ooh” from the crowd. That is also swiftly followed by boos.
Lauren: Sarcastically, I wonder who the crowd is behind here.
Kyle: Please, shut up. This crowd only likes him by default. He doesn’t even like the fans. Learn your wrestling history, partner. He’s just the lesser of two evils in these puppets’ eyes.
KR lifts DK onto his shoulders and delivers a Samoan drop. Declan rolls out of the ring before Kai can cover.
Lauren: Another veteran move there…but I’m curious about something, Kyle. If he’s not a fan favorite, why have you been so opposed to him this whole match?
Kyle: I owe you no explanations. I speak from the heart.
Lauren: If you say so.
The referee begins the standard ten-count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Kai Rising goes into the corner.
FIVE
SIX
He begins to untie the top turnbuckle. This forces the referee to stop counting and intervene on the situation. Outside the ring, Keoni rising hits a running knee smash on Declan Knox. The crowd boos as the referee is impervious to the outside happenings. He rolls Knox back into the ring. Kai stalks Declan. He begins to get to his feet. Kai Rising delivers a Samoan Spike.
Kyle: Over with!
Lauren: That looked devastating.
Rising covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Murphy: Here is your winner, Kai Rising!
We see a video package replay the highlights of the match.
Post by Maverick Huntley III on Jun 5, 2024 19:48:54 GMT -5
We cut back to the catering area, where Stella Basch can be seen pouring herself a cup of coffee.
Stella: I’m sure my brother is just being nitpicky. The coffee can’t be THAT bad…
She pours her usual amount of creamer, adding two packets of sugar.
Stella: So far, my only critique is that there’s no monkfruit.
Man’s Voice: Monkfruit? Why ruin a perfectly good cup of coffee?
Stella turns around so fast, she nearly spills her coffee. She’s startled to see Tom Carradine standing behind her, a cheesy smirk on his face. She returns his smirk with one of her own.
Stella: Wow… you almost sound like my brother.
Tom: Oh, you mean the guy that probably owns his own coffee field?
She pauses for a moment, furrowing her eyes as she takes in what he just said. With a quiet sigh, she clicks her tongue.
Stella: Well, he DOES have a vineyard in Temecula…
Tom rolls his eyes.
Tom: Why am I not surprised?
Stella: I mean, he can’t spend all of his time out of the ring cooped up in some boring-ass office.
Tom: Which is tricked out with all the latest high-tech toys…
She smiles sheepishly, shrugging her shoulders.
Stella: Yeah… stuff he programmed himself. Hell, he built my laptop.
Tom: So… how long before your big brother cures cancer, huh?
She frowns a little, taking a coffee stirrer out of one of the containers beside the coffee maker. Stella: He’s a nerd, but he’s not THAT kind of nerd, unfortunately.
Tom, seeing that he’s starting to get to Stella, holds up his hands.
Tom: I’m sorry. It’s obvious that your brother means a lot to you…
Stella: You have no idea.
She clears her throat in an effort to redirect the conversation.
Stella: Anyway, so what brings you over here, apart from poking fun about how the Basch clan likes their coffee? I figured you’d be busy getting ready for your match.
Tom: I was on my way to catering to see if there was any fresh fruit left.
Stella gestures toward a fruit bowl with some deep purple grapes, apples, and the remainder of a bunch of bananas.
Stella: I just had a handful of grapes. Concord, if I’m not mistaken.
Tom takes a look at the bananas, noticing that they’re not looking particularly appetizing.
Tom: I WAS gonna grab a banana, but I think I’ll pass. Anyways, break a leg in your match tonight.
Stella nods her head as she watches him start to back away from the table.
Stella: Yeah, you too.
Tom walks away, leaving Stella to finish fixing her coffee. She takes a sip, only to immediately spit it out.
Stella: UGH! Donovan was right! Not even MONKFRUIT can fix this!
Disgusted, she tosses the cup into the trash, grabs a bottle of water from the table, and walks away as the scene fades out.
"WASTE" by Kxllswxtch begins to play over the PA system.
Once upon a time, was a fool who thought he'd find Hoo
Jackson Cole strolls his way out through the curtain and into the arena.
Once upon a time, was a fool who thought he'd find Purpose in his life along the way Don't you run and hide from the truth, you decide Everything that lives is gone to waste
Cole slowly walks down the entrance ramp with a focus on his face never seen before. Slapping the hands of a few fans, Jackson climbs up the entrance stairs and climbs into the ring.
Murphy: The following contest is schedule for one fall. In the ring from Anaheim California... he is Jackson Cole!
As the opening riff of “Attitude” blares over the sound system, blue spotlights focus on a single spot on the stage. A curtain of blue pyro rains down from above, and as the main rhythm kicks in, Stella bursts through the curtains, running from one side of the stage to the other, firing up the crowd. She then makes her way down toward the ring, high fiving the fans as she moves from one side of the aisle to the other. Once near the ring, she makes a running start, jumping straight onto the ring apron before vaulting over the top rope, landing on her feet. She then moves to the corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle to pose for the fans.
Murphy: And from Oceanside, California... she is Stella Basch!
The two of them reach out and tap hands as a sign of respect. The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING
The match starts with Stella taking charge immediately. She uses a series of punches, followed by a kick that Jackson has scouted and blocks. Stella outdoes him and uses a spinning heel kick to catch him off guard dropping him down to one knee. Jackson pops back up, but she again catches him off guard with a Hurricanrana throwing Jackson skidding across the mat.
Lauren: Pure athleticism there from Basch.
She moves over to him and lifts him to his feet. Stella sends Jackson Cole into the ropes with an Irish whip. He rebounds but is on the offense with a Missile Dropkick. This sends Basch hard to the mat. He reaches out to pull her to her feet, only to be met with a jawbreaker.
Kyle: Great counters from both of these young competitors!
Stella is ready for him, grabbing his head and using the ropes for a wicked Tornado DDT. With Jackson on the mat, Stella climbs the corner and hits Meteor Strike (Diving Somersault Senton). She covers.
ONE
TWO
THR--
Jackson manages to kickout!
Lauren: She almost had him there!
Grabbing Jackon by the head, instinctively he attacks as a means of desperation and hits Slack Jaw (Codebreaker). Both of them are down on the mat.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Jackson reaches for the ropes, pulling himself up. FIVE
SIX
Jackson manages to rise to his feet in the corner, and sees an opening. He hurries himself up the turnbuckle and stands atop the corner.
Lauren: It looks like Jackson Cole is going for something high risk, high reward here!
Kyle: Perhaps a Frog Splash?
As Jackson tries to balance himself, he attempts to leap and one foot slips causing him to more tadpole smash into the canvas between the corner and Stella. The referee calls for the ten count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
Stella begins to sir.
FOUR
FIVE
Stella is up to one knee as she sees Jackson down.
Lauren: He might be out!
Stella seizes the chance and quickly flips him to his back. Hooking both legs, she covers.
ONE
TWO
THREE
DING DING DING
Lauren: I sure hope that he is okay!
Kyle: I would never wish something that terrible upon anyone!
The referee clears Stella away as he checks on Jackson. After a few seconds, he seems to come to. He looks okay but medical staff come out to help him to the back and to evaluate him. Stella, not realizing what happen, checks on him and pats his shoulder to offer her well wishes as well.
Lauren: Not the way you want to win, but Stella gave a hell of a fight... this was anyone's match to win honestly.
Murphy: The winner of the match.... she is Stella Basch!
The referee lifts her arm into the air as we see a replay of the final moments of the match.
Murphy: The following contest is a second round match in the Prestige Tournament!
The opening chorus of “I Want It All” plays over the arena’s sound system as Tom stands onstage. Once the first power chord hits, he throws his arms wide open, exhorting the crowd to acknowledge him. As the song continues, he preens, soaking the reaction of the crowd. Once he enters the ring, he makes a show of removing his ring jacket before warming up in the corner of the ring.
Murphy: Introducing first, from Laguna Beach, California, Tom Carradine!
“You Call Me a Bitch Like It’s a Bad Thing” by Halestorm hits the speakers.
Murphy: And his opponent, from Seattle, Washington, Adara Phoenix!
Adara slides into the ring.
Lauren: Earlier, I mentioned an intriguing match-up in our short lifespan thus far in Florida Prestige, but this has to be hands-down one of the most intriguing in wrestling history. There are many companies that rarely or never have matches where men and women face each other…especially when it isn’t…let’s say not a “physical presence” as a female wrestler. That said, this is not the case in Florida Prestige. We’re crowning our inaugural champion, and it’s everyone against everyone.
Kyle: Well said, but as careless of a person as I can be, this cannot be fathomed as a fair match-up. Just look at the size difference here. Put away for a second the sex difference because there are many female wrestlers in this business that some male competitors can’t hold whatever the proverbial instrument is to their “jock” is…but this feels wrong…and I’m saying that.
Lauren: That is saying a lot.
DING DING
The bell sounds, and both competitors get to the center of the ring. Tom reaches his hand out to shake Adara’s hand. She reaches out but instead of shaking his hand, she slaps him then kicks his right leg. A forearm smash to the face follows the flurry along with a snap DDT. Adara quickly locks in an STF.
Lauren: While I don’t agree with her tactics, Adara got herself in an advantage quickly to start this match.
Kyle: Absolutely brilliant way to cut him in half immediately.
The referee gets into position to ask Tom Carradine if he wants to submit. He declines and tries to pull himself to the ropes. As he struggles, Phoenix applies more pressure to the submission hold. A minute later, TC reaches the ropes, and the referee calls for the break. Phoenix does not release, forcing a count from the ref.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Knowing disqualification is at-hand, Adara releases herself from the hold. Although there is a fifty pound weight difference, Adara attempts to lift Tom up. As she struggles to do so, Carradine gains his bearings and pushes her away. He then hits a leg lariat.
Lauren: That’s where the size difference comes into play in this match. After being bested, Tom Carradine used the size difference to his advantage. Can he seize the opportunity before him?
Kyle: I hope not.
Carradine hits a leaping elbow drop and covers. ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Adara rolls onto the apron outside of the ropes. Carradine starts to lift her up, but Phoenix hits a stun gun. She jumps up and executes a tornado DDT. She quickly puts her opponent into a triangle choke.
Lauren: I must say that it seems Adara Phoenix seems to have done her homework for this match.
Kyle: Hell yeah, she did.
It isn’t long before Tom is able to reach the ropes, since the two were near them. The ref again calls for a rope break. This time, Adara doesn’t hold onto the submission. Instead, she goes to continue her advantage in the match-up. She waits for Tom to get to his feet instead of trying to lift him up.
When Carradine gets up, Adara goes for a spinning heel kick. TC catches her leg and lifts her onto his shoulders. He then immediately puts her into a gorilla press position and beckons the fans to his side, garnering a pop from the crowd. As he showboats around the ring with Adara in his grasp, he tosses her off with Adara hitting the mat stomach first from the gorilla press drop. He covers.
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Even with the near fall, Tom Carrradine takes the opportunity to reach out to the crowd. He lifts his hands up and claps, attempting to get the crowd to do the same in his favor. We hear “Let’s go Tom!” from the fans. This gets him going internally as he plays more toward it and looking at the fans and gets on the top rope and shouts “Let’s go!” While he’s doing this, Adara is back on her feet. With Tom Carradine perched on the top rope playing to the fans, Adara leaps up and grabs Tom by the shoulders. She leans back pulling the heavier foe backwards with momentum and executes a back stabber. An “ooh” erupts from the crowd.
Lauren: When you have a physical disadvantage as a wrestler, you have to figure out how to counter it. Adara just did that by taking advantage of Tom Carradine’s showboat nature.
Kyle: Facts.
Adara gets to the middle rope and waits for Carradine to get up. When he does, she hits another double-knee facebreaker. Without haste, she gets back on the turnbuckle. Adara leaps for a split-legged corkscrew moonsault.
Lauren: That’s the Vixen Bomb!
Kyle: Yeah, it is.
She covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING
Murphy: Your winner and advancing in the Prestige Tournament, Adara Phoenix!
A preview for Round Three as it comes together plays for the next SCION in two weeks.
We move back into the arena as the fans in attendance react to her revealing outfit with various chats and calls.
Kolby: Yeah, all of you losers would never have a chance to get with someone as hot as me, and speaking of hot, please allow me to introduce the future Florida Wrestling Prestige champion, my wife Kelsi Ross.
Again Money Talks plays and Kelsi walks out, she steps into the ring and kisses her wife, Kolby then hands the Mic to Kelsi.
Kelsi: First off please shut the hell up, with your stupid calls and chats, the only person who will ever get Kolby is me. Now let me get to why I came out here tonight. The last time I was in this ring I made Declan Knox tap out, I bet that made all you losers angry right.
Kelsi and Kolby laugh.
Kelsi: Well I don’t care what you people think.
Kolby puts her arm around Kelsi.
Kelsi: Here tonight all of you will get a repeat of what happened to Declan. Damon unfortunately for you I end your dream of being Florida Wrestling Prestige champion, tonight I’ll put you in my rear view mirror. Tonight you will end up the same as Declan Knox, beaten by the future Florida Wrestling Prestige champion, Me.
Kolby whispered into her wife's ear.
Kelsi: Now if you losers will excuse us.
Money Talks plays again as Kolby and Kelsi exit the arena.
"My Type (Little Attitude)" by Bryce Savage plays over the arena speakers as Lizzy Livz enters the arena from behind the curtain. She is dressed in a white with gold trim halter top, hip hugger jeans, and wearing a fresh pair of Nike shoes. Making her move towards the ring, she stops halfway as a few fans reach out to slap hands but she ignores them. Running full force, she slides into the ring under the bottom rope.
Murphy: The following contest is a Second Round match for the Prestige Championship. First in the ring from Miami, Florida.... she is Lizzy Livz!
The stage floods with blood red light as the intro to “Roots” begins to play over the sound system. The music pauses as the lights suddenly go out. As the music kicks back in, a blast of red pyro explodes from the ceiling as Aurora emerges on the stage, standing on the top of the entrance ramp and red spotlights scan the entire arena. As strobe lights flash, she then makes her way down the ramp, then climbs up the ring steps onto the apron. She then stands facing the outside of the ring, places one foot on the bottom rope, grabs the top rope and backflips into the ring as the house lights come back on. She moves to her corner of the ring, getting in a few last minute stretches as she waits for the match to begin.
Murphy: And from Long Beach, California... she is Aurora Graves!
Before the referee can even call for the bell, Lizzy charges Aurora with a flurry of strikes. The referee hastily calls for the bell.
DING DING
Kyle: Lizzy Livz clearly taking charge here. She is trying to get out ahead of who most people would consider the favorite.
Lauren: Aurora has the experience in spades over the newcomer. Livz will need to do all that she can, and then some.
Livz sends Aurora into the ropes with a hard whip. Graves returns into a kick-to-the-knee. Aurora flips forward as the kick instantly stopped her motion. Livz yanks Graves up to her feet without a care, and a quick snapmare. An arm around the neck of Aurora Graves, and Lizza Livz is using what appears to be a modified sleeper. Aurora, quickly thinking, gets a foot on the bottom rope as the referee is forced to make the five count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Lizzy Livz breaks it.
Kyle: Using every second.
Lauren: Aurora is not going to take kindly to that.
Lizzy kips to her feet as she sees Aurora to one knee. Coming in from behind, Lizzy uses a belly-to-back suplex and bridges it to a pin.
ONE
TW-
Aurora powers out of it quite easily.
Kyle: All Livz early on... she caught Aurora before the bell, and thus far it has been the Lizzy show.
Lizzy, complaining to the referee for a minute, allows Aurora a couple of extra seconds to recover. Lizzy throws her hands up and turns back to Aurora. Lizzy grabs Aurora and sends her hard into the corner. She charges Graves looking for a back elbow, but Aurora has it scouted cleanly and ducks out of the way. Lizzy's back hits hard against the corner. Aurora takes advantage with a missile Dropkick to the stomach of Graves. This sends Lizzy down to one knee. Aurora uses a second dropkick to allow Lizzy to faceplant forward on the mat.
Lauren: This is what you call the veteran dominance! Aurora knew how to flip the momentum.
Kyle: She better not let up... Lizzy is scrappy.
Aurora uses an Enzuigiri to a kneeling Lizzy Livz who tries to fight the offense to get to her feet. Not letting up, Aurora continues the assault with a flying knee strike sending Livz to her backside still in the corner. The referee backs Graves off to give Lizzy a chance to get to her feet as the crowd pops hard for Aurora Graves.
Lauren: Don't let up now, Aurora!
As Lizzy Livs manages to get to her feet, the referee moves out of the way. Lizzy looks wobbly, and it is not helped when Aurora hits Jecht Shot (Pelé Kick). Lizzy falls to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Aurora covers. ONE
TWO
THR--
Lizzy manages to kickout somehow. The crowd rises to their feet feeling the end is near. Aurora nods as she calls for Lizzy to get up to her feet. Livz does, and it met with Midnight Hour (Inverted facelock transitioned into a double knee backbreaker). This sends Lizzy hard to the mat. Aurora does not let up, and locks in Rebel Yell (Muta Lock) while letting out a Primal Scream that some of the audience mimics as fans.
Kyle: Lizzy trying to fight it!
Lauren: Aurora clearly in control here!
Lizzy tries to wiggle. She tries to squirm. She fights. And fights. But the pain is too much and she taps.
DING DING DING
Lauren: Aurora does it! One step closer to being Prestige Champion!
Murphy: The winner of the match... Aurora Graves!
The referee lifts her arm in the air as the crowd cheers. We see a video replay of the match.
Post by Maverick Huntley III on Jun 5, 2024 19:49:04 GMT -5
We cut backstage to the locker room area where Dead Eye is taping his wrists before his match. He looks into the camera while he does this.
Dead Eye: Slim, Slim, Slim. Like the Kendrick song, I bet you find yourself in "Euphoria" right now. You fought your people to come back to what we both love. Unlike me, you didn't lose your love doing so. So, you got two dubs. You won and didn't lose anything like I have before. Kudos, big man. You're not gonna be so happy tonight, tho. Yasee, you probably feel like you've got nothing to lose right now. You came back to wrestling, much like me...BUT...I've lost it all doing this. You wanna regain da fame and show your daughter what she never got to see. I respect that. I've shielded my son from this, considering I lost his mom due to this biz. For those not informed, I don't mean she's gone in physical or spiritual form...she's just lost to me. My boy gets to see her...she just refuses to see me because I chose this over her...at least, that's her narrative. I find it ironic that we met doing this but this is what tore us apart. Then, it left me. You chose to leave the game because the company you garnered your fame in ended. Sometimes, I wonder if I'd done so what I'd have.
He takes a moment to compose himself.
Dead Eye: I can't dwell on that. I know the dark space that would sent me to...I've definitely been there before. I betrayed my best friend, who is ironically my son's godfather allowing myself to go the dark path. So, no...I won't dwell on the dark times. That's why this comeback is so important to me. I've literally lost everything except for my son doing what I love. So, if I've sacrificed so much and you somehow kept all that, I can't allow myself to not derail you...even if momentarily...from your story. Yasee, this is mine...this is my retribution, my comeback, my story, my moment. Sorry not sorry, but Slim, we got history that will be revealed in due time...but the present belongs to me...you'll see soon enough.
Murphy: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a second round match in the Prestige Tournament!
The intro to “Dirty Angel” begins to play, the camera pans to the entrance ramp, where Damon stands with his head down. He brings his hands together, knuckles out, and the image focuses on the tattoos spelling “Stay Down” as he raises his head. Once the main melody hits, he splits his hands and saunters towards the ring. He briefly wraps one of his arms around the ring post, resting it on the turnbuckle. He scans the audience for a moment before entering the ring.
Murphy: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Damon Graves!...and his opponent…
“Money Talks” by AC/DC hits, and Kelsi and Kolby make their way to the ring, they walk up the steps and stand back to back on the apron before entering the ring, Kolby removes her wife's jacket and Kelsi poses in the center of the ring then walks to her corner.
Murphy: From Henderson, Nevada, accompanied by Dr. Kolby Ross, Kelsi Ross!
Lauren: We'll see how this goes, but the size difference gives me a flashback to earlier in the show with the matchup between Tom Carradine and Adara Phoenix.
Kyle: Hopefully, it turns out the same.
Lauren: I’m pretty sure that wasn’t a statement of female equality..
The bell sounds, and the two feel each other out for a few moments. Kelsi goes in for a discus clothesline. She connects, but Damon does not go off of his feet. Instead, he only staggered a step back. Kelsi charges and lifts her knee as he charges. Damon catches her in a tilt-a-whirl, which he transitions into a powerbomb. He covers.
ONE
FOOT ON ROPES!
Lauren: Excellent counter by Graves, but also an excellent use of the ropes by Ross.
As they get to their feet, Kelsi quickly chop blocks the left knee of Graves, who crumples to his knees. With Graves in that position, Kelsi Ross hits a modified back stabber her her downed opponent. She rolls him over, but the weight difference causes that to be a bit of a task.
ONE
KICKOUT
Kyle: Kelsi will have to do a bit more to get a cover, since it took her a while to roll Damon over.
Lauren: Excellent analysis, Kyle.
Kyle: I try sometimes.
Kelsi Ross is on her feet slightly before Damon Graves. She stalks behind him, likely looking for another of the previous rear attacks. Instead, Kelsi finds herself the recipient of a back kick by Damon. He turns around and hits a hanging neckbreaker. Graves then lifts her up, putting her in a belly-to-belly position. He lifts her up, but Kelsi drops behind him and hits another back stabber. Both wrestlers lie on the mat. The referee begins to count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Both begin to stir.
FIVE
SIX
Ross is up first and is shortly followed by Damon at a bit of a slower pace. Kelsi hits another discus clothesline that also only rocks Damon. He staggers into the corner. Kelsi rushes in for another running knee lift. This one connects. She pushes him down and grabs the legs of Damon Graves. Kelsi locks the legs in a cloverleaf position. She struggles to lift the legs up.
Lauren: With about an eighty-pound difference, Kelsi Ross is having trouble locking in the Texas cloverleaf.
Kyle: Kelsi gotta wear him down more to counter that difference.
After a while of struggling to flip Damon over, she finds herself flipped by Damon pushing her off with his legs. He gets to his feet and lifts Ross off the mat. He lifts her up into a suplex position. Damon holds, then drops back with a stiff suplex and quickly rolls over for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THR---SHOULDER UP!
Lauren: That may have been a kick-out by instinct there.
Kyle: Nah, that’s experience, Lauren.
Lauren: I’m sure if the shoe was on the other foot, you would have agreed with me.
Kyle: Meh.
Back to his feet, Damon lifts Kelsi up again. She quickly hits a belly-to-belly suplex.
Kyle: You want to talk instinct, there it is!
She puts the downed Damon in a side headlock. He struggles in the hold as the ref asks if he wants to submit. Damon ignores the question as he tries to drag himself to the ropes. Kelsi rears back a bit, noticing Graves getting closer to said ropes. He reaches out with his right foot and slightly misses the bottom rope. The ref asks again if Damon wants to give up. This time, he says no, pushes backwards with his elbows, and reaches out again.
ROPE BREAK!
Kelsi does not release the submission, garnering a rope break count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
She then releases the submission in order to not get disqualified.
Kyle: That’s one way to neutralize the size and weight difference…wear him out with a submission with an extra four seconds after the break.
Lauren: I’d hate to agree because of the tactics, but that is correct.
After the release of the hold, Kelsi begins to stomp at the body of Damon Graves. The referee warns her and is about to count for another potential disqualification; but, as he does so, Damon sweeps Kelsi’s legs out from underneath her with his right leg.
Lauren: Speaking of veteran instincts…
Kyle says nothing, just simply rolling his eyes at the comment. In the ring, Damon picks her up and kicks her in the right rib. He reaches out for another kick, but Ross grabs his leg. Damon quickly counters into a step-up enziguri. He lifts her up into a double-underhook position. Graves then lifts her into the air and drops Kelsi Ross back into a brainbuster.
Lauren: Broken Halo!
He rolls her over for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Murphy: Your winner and advancing in the Prestige Tournament, Damon Graves!
“Dirty Angel” hits the speakers again, and Garrett Addams raises the arm of Damon Graves as the crowd cheers. We see a preview of tonight's Main Event.
Backstage we see medical personnel looking over Jackson Cole. He is taking long, deep breaths as the medical staff take some vitals.
Staff Member 1: Everything seems to be okay. You might have just knocked the wind out of yourself. Maybe hit your head a little. I think it is best to get you to the hospital for an overnight stay just in case of any possible concussion.
Jackson: Nah, man. I am fine. I promise.
Jackson stands up and takes a step, almost falling over as he is quite wobbly.
Jackson: On second thought...
The staff member waves for someone else to help lift Jackson back onto the chair.
Staff Member 1: I will ride with you, Jackson.
We move back into the arena.
Lauren: That does not look good. I sure hope he is okay.
Kyle: Wrestling is no joking matter!
We see one last preview for the Main Event.
Murphy: The following contest is your main event and is a Prestige Tournament match scheduled for one fall!
As "Fire" starts to play, smoke billows from the entrance-way. Dead Eye steps out from behind the smoke, snapping his fingers, then clapping. As he makes his way down the ramp, he alternates the snaps and claps while his walk is in a dance rhythm. He climbs up the steps and onto the turnbuckle, dropping his head a bit for the hood of his hoodie to flip over to cover his head. As he quickly lifts his head, throwing the hoodie's hood back, he executes his patented "shots fired" motion and front flips off the buckle into the ring.
Murphy: In the ring, from Long Beach, California…Dead Eye!
The lights in the arena go dark as “Til I Collapse” starts to begin.
Murphy: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, from Atlanta, Georgia, Slim!
Once the beat hits, Slim walks out on the stage with the spotlight shining on him. He looks out over the crowd before making his slow saunter down the entrance ramp. He reaches the ring steps and as he walks up along the ring apron he wipes his boots on it before entering the ring. He goes to the corner and climbs to the second rope and looks out over the crowd.
Lauren: In this company, we have several wrestlers that are making their returns to the business. In this match, we have two that in our first show made a return after several years. Both men were successful in their returns but seemingly have some hinted unknown history.
Kyle: Dead Eye tends to be someone who tries to get into the head of their opponent. Just look at how he betrayed a former best friend in the past in order to get to his goal. He likes to think of himself as a good guy, but he’s far from that from what I’ve heard and seen with my own eyes. In general the fans like both of these guys, so forgive me if I take a nap during this match.
The two men approach each other, meeting in the center of the ring. Slim reaches a hand out as he looks down at his shorter opponent (but not in a benevolent way). Dead Eye looks up, thinks for a moment, and returns the hand shake as the bell sounds.
DING DING
The two men circle each other. They lock up and, with his size advantage, Slim Irish whips Dead Eye. He drops down as DE returns, and Dead Eye leap frogs Slim. He bounces off the adjacent rope and hits an elbow smash that rocks Slim but doesn’t take him down. Dead Eye then hits a series of strikes, including a palm strike to the chest of Slim, a chop, back elbow, and a spinning heel kick. Slim still doesn’t go down, just simply staggering a few steps. Dead Eye charges in for a hurricanrana. Slim reverses into a sit-out powerbomb.
ONE
TW--KICKOUT!
Lauren: A flurry to start this match!
Kyle: yawn
Both men get to their feet. They exchange strikes. Slim lifts a knee into the abdomen of Dead Eye and lifts him up in a suplex position. DE slinks behind him and hits a Poisonrana.
Lauren: The Convulsion!
Knowing it’s too early in the match to cover, Dead Eye does his best to lift Slim up. With the heavier weight of Slim, Dead Eye struggles to do so. Slim hits an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. He lifts Dead Eye up, and Dead Eye hits a forearm smash to the face of Slim. He leaps up, hitting a hurricanrana. Dead Eye quickly leaps onto the top rope and dives off. When Slim rolls out of the way, DE ducks and rolls. With both men on their feet, Slim clotheslines Dead Eye as he’s regaining his bearings from the tuck and roll. When DE gets up, Slim executes a T-Bone suplex that sends Dead Eye into the nearby bottom turnbuckle.
Lauren: Ouch!
Kyle: I guess I’ll do my job before my nap. Slim has more experience than Slim, and he proved it there.
Slim picks Dead Eye up and puts him into a fireman’s carry position.
Lauren: Slim might be looking to put this away early with the F-U-Up.
Slim tosses Dead Eye into the air, but Dead Eye gains his bearings and hits a code breaker. Dead Eye hits a standing 450 and covers.
ONE
KICKOUT!
Dead Eye looks shocked as can be and flustered. Dead Eye leans down to pick up Slim but quickly finds himself in a triangle choke.
Lauren: I feel like a good chunk of this show has been one wrestler having to overcome a size difference, but this time the difference proves hard to overcome.
Dead Eye flails his arms around trying to find a way to escape as a submission specialist himself. As he starts to fade, Dead Eye looks to his left and kicks a leg out. It manages to very briefly touch the bottom rope. The touch is enough to break the hold. Slim gets up and lifts Dead Eye into a piledriver position. He reaches his arms to cradle the move when Dead Eye reverses into another hurricanrana. He leaps back up to the top rope and dives off for a 630 Splash. Slim rolls out of the way. Both men slowly get to their feet. Slim hits a super kick. Dead Eye drops to a knee and quickly leaps up, hitting a Pelé kick to Slim. He quickly transitions into a crossface.
Lauren: Facial Reconstruction!
Slim struggles as he, unexpectedly, found himself in a submission hold in the center of the ring. He pulls himself toward the nearest set of ropes. Garrett Addams asks him if he wants to submit, and Slim declines. He continues pushing himself slowly. Dead Eye rears back in the crossface, pulling back on the neck of Slim. Dead Eye tucks his legs harder into the right arm of Slim, locking that part of the hold in stronger as he rears back on the neck crank of the hold. Slim continues to struggle but then is unable to make any more moves. Garrett Addams calls for the bell as Slim passes out to the hold.
Murphy: Your winner and advancing in the Prestige Tournament, Dead Eye!
“Used to Be” hits the speakers as Dead Eye gets to his feet, having his hand raised by Addams.
Lauren: Dead Eye advances. Thank you everyone as our time here is up. Come back to us in two weeks as we continue the Prestige Tournament!