Post by Commissioner on Dec 30, 2019 17:36:33 GMT
Live from the Knitting Factory, in Boise, Idaho.
4th of July, 2018.
MATCH ONE: SINGLES
Jackie Lee vs Nico Rider
Jackie Lee vs Nico Rider
RECAP The match starts off with Nico keen to avenge his loss and strikes at Jackie with some heavy kicks, each one causing a slight twinge of pain on Jackie's face. He gives back as good as he takes and pulls an early trigger for the Quick Pitch (Bull Hammer) that Nico ducks, clearly a bluff by Jackie as she smirks and lifts back kicks his thigh loud enough it makes Nico limp to the ropes and hold his leg. Jackie then starts to target the leg but backs away anytime Nico holds the ropes. Each time Nico does get a chance to start up, he gets in an arm drag, a dropkick or a hip toss in lucha libre style but when Jackie kicks at his leg, it makes him slow and defensive. A kneebar hold applied by Jackie really tests the leg and Nico bites his fist to try and take away some of the pain of the hold until he grabs hold of the ropes. But a little reground in the corner just lets Jackie do her running corner dropkick to get a pinfall try over Nico, with him kicking out on two. After some European uppercuts by Jackie to get Nico on the ropes, he reverses the irish whip and runs to meet Jackie at the rope with a running roundhouse to her abdomen he links up into a backstabber that has Jackie cringing in pain after the impact. Nico adds a running double foot stomp to the abdomen and then an impressive moonsault knee press to her back that gets Jackie softened up for Nico to apply his Texas Cloverleaf for more work on the back, but slight revenge for the leg work she did earlier. The move bends Jackie as she shrieks a little at first and refuses adamantly to tap out. Nico shakes her in the hold to try and force a tap out but releases the hold once she claws her way to the ropes and he hears the referee count to four. Nico tries again when his hurricanrana gets a two, he tries to lock in the boston crab but gets pulled into a very close small package. Nico's face looks horrified he almost got caught and Jackie smashes her backfist across his face to leave him in the corner holding his jaw. Jackie runs close and rapid fires out some chops that burn after a while, never mind sting, and lets Jackie whip Nico into the opposite corner, right on his chest. He shuffles backwards holding his chest while Jackie does a step up the second rope to the top rope and springs off for a leg lariat that she tries to win off but holds her head in disappointment when Nico kicks out. After a headstrong standing headbutt on the chest and then a failed prawn pin hold, Nico sweeps Jackie's legs from under her so he can get up first. Jackie hurries to her feet and ends up being pulled into the mat by a bulldog and rolls onto her back holding her forehead and nose with her feet kicking into the mat in pain. It allows Nico the time needed to climb to the top rope and flies off to hit Boom Goes Nico (Missile Dropkick from the top rope). Jackie falls back with a thud and flops over from the force. Nico, despite the leg, gets back up just quick enough to strike the winded Jackie one last time with Kiss the Foot (Superkick) before pinning Jackie for the win. Nico has his hand raised in the air. It's his first win in North Pacific Pro, he looks proud but tries not to show it. He flashes the crowd a cocky grin, before yanking his hand back from the referee. WINNER Nico Rider METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 6:48 FINISHING MOVE Kiss The Foot (Superkick) |
BACKSTAGE
The camera cuts, quite suddenly, to a logo. A stylized B appears and hangs for a few moments, before shifting slightly. The word “Go” slides up in smaller font above it, while “eyond” slides out beside the B, and viewers are greeted with the full message.
Backstage at the Knitting Factory in Boise, Idaho we find NPP’s interviewer extraordinaire Laurie Renard, who is once again handed a card from off-screen that she reads.
Laurie Renard: “The following is promotional material courtesy of the Beyond Corporation. Happy 4th of July.”
The camera pulls back to reveal that she is of course standing by with Operative Beta and Mint Julep Ayano. The marketer has a wide grin on her face, while Beta remains as stony-faced as ever.
Laurie Renard: Welcome, Beta and Mint. There’s a few things I’d like to ask you about tonight.
Mint nods.
Mint Julep Ayano: Of course, and I’m happy to do that, but first...let me talk about an amazing 4th of July deal!
Laurie smiles as best she can, trying very hard to look enthused.
Laurie Renard: Well that sounds nic-
Mint Julep Ayano: For stuff that explodes!!
Laurie Renard: Oh no.
Mint reaches into her pocket and takes out a firework, designed to look like a rocket with a funny head on it.
Mint Julep Ayano: The Beyond Corporation has the perfect thing for your July 4th firework needs!
From her pocket she pulls out a lighter, igniting it and starting to press it to the ignition cord on the firework. Laurie’s eyes widen as she looks at Mint.
Laurie Renard: Wait, is it legal to set that off in here?
Mint stares at her for a second in confusion. She looks at Laurie, at the lighter in her hand, and the firework in the other, then back to Laurie. Then she presses the flame to the cord on the firework, and a few seconds later it shoots off, spraying multi-colored sparks behind itself as it flies at the wall, smacking into it and flying off in another direction as Mint claps.
Mint Julep Ayano: It ricochets, so you can fill an area with sparkles!
Mint ducks suddenly as it shoots past where her head just was. When she pops back up it’s like it hadn’t happened.
Mint Julep Ayano: You can find bundles of them at the Beyond Corporation merch table! We have them in packs of 5, 10, 15, going all the way up to 50!
Laurie watches as it continues to shoot across the room, somehow bouncing off of walls and continuing on, filling the room with sparks of color.
Laurie Renard: So...how long is it going to do that?
Mint blinks.
Mint Julep Ayano: ….Dunno! But it looks nice, yes?
Laurie lets out a sigh.
Laurie Renard: Moving on...last week was a chance for Operative Beta to get a foothold in North Pacific Pro, but that wasn’t really what happened. Tajnia Mustafi ended up getting the win, after Beta and Mason Roderick had their own issues after you and him had a bit of a confrontation.
Mint nervously tugs at her scarf before speaking.
Mint Julep Ayano: Well, Tajnia deserves respect. Things went wild out there and she kept a level head and managed to get the win. She earned it, obviously. Wish it could have been Beta but...you know, stuff happens. Only thing bad about it is she quoted Edison before doing it.
Laurie looks a bit confused at this.
Laurie Renard: I don’t understand, what’s wrong with Edi-
She looks over Mint’s shoulder as Beta starts to move. Looking at her, he repeatedly shakes his head, indicating she shouldn’t pursue the question. Laurie takes this in, along with the look on Mint’s face that looks like she’s about to go off on a long tangent, and decides to follow his unspoken advice.
Laurie Renard: Well then let’s talk about what happened with Mason.
Finally put point blank on the spot about it, Mint looks a bit deflated, disappointed.
Mint Julep Ayano: ...yeah.
A moment’s pause.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m not doing really well at this manager thing, yes? It...look, honestly, I want to apologize to Mason. We were exchanging words, he took the shirts I was trying to sell and threw them to people and I just...got too mad about that. Giveaways can build good rapport with people, but I was too focused on the idea of losing profit, and so I...attacked him. Not that it hurt him, but it still was the wrong thing to do. And because of that he was going to retaliate, which is understandable given what I did, and then Beta got involved because something was gonna happen to me and it just...cost them both their chances at the match. So I’m sorry, Mason. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did.
She then turns her head to look at Beta.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m sorry.
He let out a sigh, not saying anything but finally raises a hand and waves it off. She gives a bit of a smile at that before she looks back to Laurie.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m going to try my best to do better going forward. I can make all the sales I want, but it’d suck if I just...kept getting in the way of Beta. Twice is two too many, yes?
Laurie nods.
Laurie Renard: Well it’s good to hear someone taking responsibility for something they’ve done, that can be rare in this business. And tonight is a chance for Beta to finally get that foothold, as he faces the debuting Tiffany. She’s been away from the ring for nearly a year and tonight is her return to the ring. Do you think this will be the one that gets Beta his start?
Mint Julep Ayano: I mean, hopefully! But man...coming against a story like that is a hurdle.
Laurie Renard: Okay you mentioned that on twitter before, the strength of her story. What does that mean?
Mint tilts her head for a moment before she explains.
Mint Julep Ayano: There’s power in stories. The things that push people, that get people invested in you. People hear the story of someone that’s been away a year, that’s now going through the struggle of getting back into the ring, of trying to get back to where she once was, that gets them invested. If you watch wrestling for even a bit you’ll see that having the support of people watching somehow pushes a wrestler farther. Tiffany could have that tonight, and that’s a hurdle for Beta.
Laurie Renard: So do you doubt his chances?
Mint shakes her head.
Mint Julep Ayano: Didn’t say that! I believe in him fully, I’ve seen him in action for so long, I’ll always think he can do it. But I’m realistic. It’s not easy. Just because she’s been away for a year, neither of us can use that to overlook her. She has more experience, and she has that story. But I believe in Beta. I think he can do it. We’ll see!
Laurie seems a bit surprised that things are so...normal, and Mint does too, as that marketer look on her face comes back.
Mint Julep Ayano: Just like everyone should go and see all the deals at the Beyond Corporation merch table! Besides fireworks we’ve got grilling equipment, coolers, tents, everything you’d need for a long 4th of July night, all courtesy of the Beyond Corporation! And hey, if 0B wins, it’ll be 40% off!
She gives a smile to the camera and seems ready to walk off with Beta, before Laurie seems to consider something and another question comes.
Laurie Renard: So what’s your story?
Mint looks back, eyebrow raising.
Laurie Renard: Tajnia questioned why Beta is here, and I’m left wondering the same. Is your stories just about selling things?
Mint takes the question in, watching the firework continuing to ricochet across the room, no sign of being done. A small smile comes to her face as she looks to Laurie.
Mint Julep Ayano: There’s always more to a story, yes?
At that she gives a wave and turns, beginning to walk away. Beta continues looking at her for a moment, giving a brief bow of his head as some thanks for her time before following the Ayano. Laurie watches on, a questioning look on her face...before she suddenly jumps back to avoid the firework. She watches it for a moment then shakes her head, walking off with perhaps more questions.
The camera cuts, quite suddenly, to a logo. A stylized B appears and hangs for a few moments, before shifting slightly. The word “Go” slides up in smaller font above it, while “eyond” slides out beside the B, and viewers are greeted with the full message.
“Go Beyond”
Backstage at the Knitting Factory in Boise, Idaho we find NPP’s interviewer extraordinaire Laurie Renard, who is once again handed a card from off-screen that she reads.
Laurie Renard: “The following is promotional material courtesy of the Beyond Corporation. Happy 4th of July.”
The camera pulls back to reveal that she is of course standing by with Operative Beta and Mint Julep Ayano. The marketer has a wide grin on her face, while Beta remains as stony-faced as ever.
Laurie Renard: Welcome, Beta and Mint. There’s a few things I’d like to ask you about tonight.
Mint nods.
Mint Julep Ayano: Of course, and I’m happy to do that, but first...let me talk about an amazing 4th of July deal!
Laurie smiles as best she can, trying very hard to look enthused.
Laurie Renard: Well that sounds nic-
Mint Julep Ayano: For stuff that explodes!!
Laurie Renard: Oh no.
Mint reaches into her pocket and takes out a firework, designed to look like a rocket with a funny head on it.
Mint Julep Ayano: The Beyond Corporation has the perfect thing for your July 4th firework needs!
From her pocket she pulls out a lighter, igniting it and starting to press it to the ignition cord on the firework. Laurie’s eyes widen as she looks at Mint.
Laurie Renard: Wait, is it legal to set that off in here?
Mint stares at her for a second in confusion. She looks at Laurie, at the lighter in her hand, and the firework in the other, then back to Laurie. Then she presses the flame to the cord on the firework, and a few seconds later it shoots off, spraying multi-colored sparks behind itself as it flies at the wall, smacking into it and flying off in another direction as Mint claps.
Mint Julep Ayano: It ricochets, so you can fill an area with sparkles!
Mint ducks suddenly as it shoots past where her head just was. When she pops back up it’s like it hadn’t happened.
Mint Julep Ayano: You can find bundles of them at the Beyond Corporation merch table! We have them in packs of 5, 10, 15, going all the way up to 50!
Laurie watches as it continues to shoot across the room, somehow bouncing off of walls and continuing on, filling the room with sparks of color.
Laurie Renard: So...how long is it going to do that?
Mint blinks.
Mint Julep Ayano: ….Dunno! But it looks nice, yes?
Laurie lets out a sigh.
Laurie Renard: Moving on...last week was a chance for Operative Beta to get a foothold in North Pacific Pro, but that wasn’t really what happened. Tajnia Mustafi ended up getting the win, after Beta and Mason Roderick had their own issues after you and him had a bit of a confrontation.
Mint nervously tugs at her scarf before speaking.
Mint Julep Ayano: Well, Tajnia deserves respect. Things went wild out there and she kept a level head and managed to get the win. She earned it, obviously. Wish it could have been Beta but...you know, stuff happens. Only thing bad about it is she quoted Edison before doing it.
Laurie looks a bit confused at this.
Laurie Renard: I don’t understand, what’s wrong with Edi-
She looks over Mint’s shoulder as Beta starts to move. Looking at her, he repeatedly shakes his head, indicating she shouldn’t pursue the question. Laurie takes this in, along with the look on Mint’s face that looks like she’s about to go off on a long tangent, and decides to follow his unspoken advice.
Laurie Renard: Well then let’s talk about what happened with Mason.
Finally put point blank on the spot about it, Mint looks a bit deflated, disappointed.
Mint Julep Ayano: ...yeah.
A moment’s pause.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m not doing really well at this manager thing, yes? It...look, honestly, I want to apologize to Mason. We were exchanging words, he took the shirts I was trying to sell and threw them to people and I just...got too mad about that. Giveaways can build good rapport with people, but I was too focused on the idea of losing profit, and so I...attacked him. Not that it hurt him, but it still was the wrong thing to do. And because of that he was going to retaliate, which is understandable given what I did, and then Beta got involved because something was gonna happen to me and it just...cost them both their chances at the match. So I’m sorry, Mason. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did.
She then turns her head to look at Beta.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m sorry.
He let out a sigh, not saying anything but finally raises a hand and waves it off. She gives a bit of a smile at that before she looks back to Laurie.
Mint Julep Ayano: I’m going to try my best to do better going forward. I can make all the sales I want, but it’d suck if I just...kept getting in the way of Beta. Twice is two too many, yes?
Laurie nods.
Laurie Renard: Well it’s good to hear someone taking responsibility for something they’ve done, that can be rare in this business. And tonight is a chance for Beta to finally get that foothold, as he faces the debuting Tiffany. She’s been away from the ring for nearly a year and tonight is her return to the ring. Do you think this will be the one that gets Beta his start?
Mint Julep Ayano: I mean, hopefully! But man...coming against a story like that is a hurdle.
Laurie Renard: Okay you mentioned that on twitter before, the strength of her story. What does that mean?
Mint tilts her head for a moment before she explains.
Mint Julep Ayano: There’s power in stories. The things that push people, that get people invested in you. People hear the story of someone that’s been away a year, that’s now going through the struggle of getting back into the ring, of trying to get back to where she once was, that gets them invested. If you watch wrestling for even a bit you’ll see that having the support of people watching somehow pushes a wrestler farther. Tiffany could have that tonight, and that’s a hurdle for Beta.
Laurie Renard: So do you doubt his chances?
Mint shakes her head.
Mint Julep Ayano: Didn’t say that! I believe in him fully, I’ve seen him in action for so long, I’ll always think he can do it. But I’m realistic. It’s not easy. Just because she’s been away for a year, neither of us can use that to overlook her. She has more experience, and she has that story. But I believe in Beta. I think he can do it. We’ll see!
Laurie seems a bit surprised that things are so...normal, and Mint does too, as that marketer look on her face comes back.
Mint Julep Ayano: Just like everyone should go and see all the deals at the Beyond Corporation merch table! Besides fireworks we’ve got grilling equipment, coolers, tents, everything you’d need for a long 4th of July night, all courtesy of the Beyond Corporation! And hey, if 0B wins, it’ll be 40% off!
She gives a smile to the camera and seems ready to walk off with Beta, before Laurie seems to consider something and another question comes.
Laurie Renard: So what’s your story?
Mint looks back, eyebrow raising.
Laurie Renard: Tajnia questioned why Beta is here, and I’m left wondering the same. Is your stories just about selling things?
Mint takes the question in, watching the firework continuing to ricochet across the room, no sign of being done. A small smile comes to her face as she looks to Laurie.
Mint Julep Ayano: There’s always more to a story, yes?
At that she gives a wave and turns, beginning to walk away. Beta continues looking at her for a moment, giving a brief bow of his head as some thanks for her time before following the Ayano. Laurie watches on, a questioning look on her face...before she suddenly jumps back to avoid the firework. She watches it for a moment then shakes her head, walking off with perhaps more questions.
BACKSTAGE
The Knitting Factory is getting super heated up, especially after the first shocking turn where Nico Ryder beat BLAH, and it's just getting started. Backstage, we see a couple of stage hands walking around, 4th of July hats on their head -- at least, for the first couple of seconds. However, turning the corner is the first appearance in North Pacific Pro's newest gal-from-the-south, "The 407-Heaven" Tiffany. She wears a black snapback with the brim facing backwards on top of her head, and seems to be all smiles. She looks completely excited to be back in the wrestling business, and she jabs the air with taped fingers. She grins a little, with a little hop in her step.
TIFFANY: "♫ When the shit goes down, the block get loud, in your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out, make it bounce in the motha'fuckin' house, mo' bounce in the motha'fuckin' house ♫"
An allusion to an older time, Iggy Azalea's god-awful hit song "Mo' Bounce" is uttered out of Tiffany's mouth as she listens to it on her headphones. She stops though, pulling out her headphones and setting her things down on a table. The sounds of the audience are louder here, and she claps her hands as she looks at the stage. Tiff leans against the table, smiling a little bit as she looks at the camera following her.
TIFFANY: "It's been a year since I got up in front of a crowd to do what I was born to do. So-Cal Ultraviolent . . . sounds a little weird to have a bubbly lil' personality like me out there, isn't it? Light tubes, killer personalities literally, weapons everywhere. I got my head kicked into an ice chest, which was totally an interesting move, right? See, my daddy was a wrestler in the original incarnation of So-Cal, and he died during one of the matches -- total freak accident, but someone in the administration got in their mind to repeat the events of what happened, except with me and the person responsible for my pop's death. Imagine this Samoan dude, like near six-foot-five, big ol' powerhouse, totally had his balls in his girlfriend's purse -- imagine that against me. Who would you think would win?"
She waits for the viewers to guess, giving them a second, before placing her hands together with her palms under her chin, grinning widely.
TIFFANY: "T-I-F-F-A-N-Y, that's right: me!"
She raises her hands outward, waving her fingers a little before dropping them, adjusting her white cut-off hoodie.
TIFFANY: "Straight from the 407, I'm comin' to the upper Northwest to get back to doing what I love. And that's this sport. You see, I took some time off after that scaffold match. I asked myself if this was something I really wanted to do. Did I want to be subjected to people's grudges? Did I want to deal with airheaded sycophants like the Pretty Committee -- by the way, like, totally ugh! Brain deeeeead. You know it. Don't act like you don't agree. But I decided that yeah, I did want to be part of this world again. And so, I got in touch with ya blondie commentator up there, Reece Crosslin, who got me in contact with the . . . well, I dunno, the unknown commish? I mean, Two Buck Chuck kinda helped me with stuff -- maybe he's the General Manager?"
She shrugs a little.
TIFFANY: "But like, who knows, right? Until it's totally opened up, I guess we'll be all wondering. But honestly, I am stoked to be wrestling in front of you, Boise. Even if it's against 0perative Beta, I know that there's an opportunity here that I can grab, and get back to doing what I do best. You see, I'm not just a little wrestler who bumps around and worries about her nails and what she looks like. I'm one of those bonafide girls who will take a steel pipe, and I'll beat you with it if I can. Of course, it has to be legal -- which I'm not sure tonight is, but like, it's not a big deal. The ring is my home, as it has been since I was a kid. I grew up around these places. I know what I'm up against. And Mint and Beta, they're both going to think I'm this cute little girl who has a cute little return story, but it's gonna be a big ol' surprise when I win tonight, isn't it? There's so much untapped potential I've got here, and it's just waiting to be used. So you can try selling all the crap you want, guys, because eventually, Beyond Corporation is just gonna be a thing of the past, especially when this return story eclipses your marketing abilities. I've got my eyes on the prize, and I'm super ready for this match tonight. I know you guys are too. So let's make this an awesome event for those fans."
With a cute little wave, she pops her hips to the side and grins, before nearly skipping off from the screen. However, she takes a couple of steps back, holding up a finger.
TIFFANY: "Bee-tee-dub, happy Fourth of July! America, America, America!"
She chants it, with a fist rooting for the country.
TIFFANY: "Win or lose, drinks are on me! See ya soon, guys!"
She exits again, but then, pauses, and does the same thing, stepping backwards into the frame.
TIFFANY: "Um, like . . . I wanna leave you with a question. Beta . . . means second, right? So you don't mind finishing second place, right, Beta? Also Mint, I wouldn't call him 0B."
Her cheeks flare, but she smiles anyway.
TIFFANY: "It's a brand for tampons. If you wanna associate with that time of the month, I mean, cool? I guess? OKIE! See you soon!"
Another wave with a grin, and she bounds out of the frame.
The Knitting Factory is getting super heated up, especially after the first shocking turn where Nico Ryder beat BLAH, and it's just getting started. Backstage, we see a couple of stage hands walking around, 4th of July hats on their head -- at least, for the first couple of seconds. However, turning the corner is the first appearance in North Pacific Pro's newest gal-from-the-south, "The 407-Heaven" Tiffany. She wears a black snapback with the brim facing backwards on top of her head, and seems to be all smiles. She looks completely excited to be back in the wrestling business, and she jabs the air with taped fingers. She grins a little, with a little hop in her step.
TIFFANY: "♫ When the shit goes down, the block get loud, in your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out, make it bounce in the motha'fuckin' house, mo' bounce in the motha'fuckin' house ♫"
An allusion to an older time, Iggy Azalea's god-awful hit song "Mo' Bounce" is uttered out of Tiffany's mouth as she listens to it on her headphones. She stops though, pulling out her headphones and setting her things down on a table. The sounds of the audience are louder here, and she claps her hands as she looks at the stage. Tiff leans against the table, smiling a little bit as she looks at the camera following her.
TIFFANY: "It's been a year since I got up in front of a crowd to do what I was born to do. So-Cal Ultraviolent . . . sounds a little weird to have a bubbly lil' personality like me out there, isn't it? Light tubes, killer personalities literally, weapons everywhere. I got my head kicked into an ice chest, which was totally an interesting move, right? See, my daddy was a wrestler in the original incarnation of So-Cal, and he died during one of the matches -- total freak accident, but someone in the administration got in their mind to repeat the events of what happened, except with me and the person responsible for my pop's death. Imagine this Samoan dude, like near six-foot-five, big ol' powerhouse, totally had his balls in his girlfriend's purse -- imagine that against me. Who would you think would win?"
She waits for the viewers to guess, giving them a second, before placing her hands together with her palms under her chin, grinning widely.
TIFFANY: "T-I-F-F-A-N-Y, that's right: me!"
She raises her hands outward, waving her fingers a little before dropping them, adjusting her white cut-off hoodie.
TIFFANY: "Straight from the 407, I'm comin' to the upper Northwest to get back to doing what I love. And that's this sport. You see, I took some time off after that scaffold match. I asked myself if this was something I really wanted to do. Did I want to be subjected to people's grudges? Did I want to deal with airheaded sycophants like the Pretty Committee -- by the way, like, totally ugh! Brain deeeeead. You know it. Don't act like you don't agree. But I decided that yeah, I did want to be part of this world again. And so, I got in touch with ya blondie commentator up there, Reece Crosslin, who got me in contact with the . . . well, I dunno, the unknown commish? I mean, Two Buck Chuck kinda helped me with stuff -- maybe he's the General Manager?"
She shrugs a little.
TIFFANY: "But like, who knows, right? Until it's totally opened up, I guess we'll be all wondering. But honestly, I am stoked to be wrestling in front of you, Boise. Even if it's against 0perative Beta, I know that there's an opportunity here that I can grab, and get back to doing what I do best. You see, I'm not just a little wrestler who bumps around and worries about her nails and what she looks like. I'm one of those bonafide girls who will take a steel pipe, and I'll beat you with it if I can. Of course, it has to be legal -- which I'm not sure tonight is, but like, it's not a big deal. The ring is my home, as it has been since I was a kid. I grew up around these places. I know what I'm up against. And Mint and Beta, they're both going to think I'm this cute little girl who has a cute little return story, but it's gonna be a big ol' surprise when I win tonight, isn't it? There's so much untapped potential I've got here, and it's just waiting to be used. So you can try selling all the crap you want, guys, because eventually, Beyond Corporation is just gonna be a thing of the past, especially when this return story eclipses your marketing abilities. I've got my eyes on the prize, and I'm super ready for this match tonight. I know you guys are too. So let's make this an awesome event for those fans."
With a cute little wave, she pops her hips to the side and grins, before nearly skipping off from the screen. However, she takes a couple of steps back, holding up a finger.
TIFFANY: "Bee-tee-dub, happy Fourth of July! America, America, America!"
She chants it, with a fist rooting for the country.
TIFFANY: "Win or lose, drinks are on me! See ya soon, guys!"
She exits again, but then, pauses, and does the same thing, stepping backwards into the frame.
TIFFANY: "Um, like . . . I wanna leave you with a question. Beta . . . means second, right? So you don't mind finishing second place, right, Beta? Also Mint, I wouldn't call him 0B."
Her cheeks flare, but she smiles anyway.
TIFFANY: "It's a brand for tampons. If you wanna associate with that time of the month, I mean, cool? I guess? OKIE! See you soon!"
Another wave with a grin, and she bounds out of the frame.
MATCH TWO: SINGLES
Operative Beta vs Tiffany
Operative Beta vs Tiffany
RECAP As the match opens Tiffany surprises 0B by coming out of her corner fast and hard. She’s able to use the momentum to drive him back with a few forearms and then send him to the middle of the ring with a monkey flip, leaving him open for a quick diving bulldog as he tries to get to his feet. A pin attempt only gets her two and Beta is back on his feet, wary of his opponent. 0B uses his strength to his advantage, bodily shoving Tiffany away after a tie up attempt and catching her with a spinning heel kick. The force sends her to the ropes, and as she stumbles back out he scoops her up into a pendulum backbreaker. By the middle of the match Tiffany has battled her way back after a series of momentum changes between the two. A missed lariat by 0B gives her the opening to hit a standing frankensteiner before she goes right for the top rope, for the Florida Turnpike! She floats around and hooks the leg after, but only gets two before 0B kicks out again. Beta’s pain threshold and endurance are on his side, and he fights to his feet even in the face of a barrage of kicks from Tiffany. As she hits the ropes for momentum, 0B catches her with his Beyond Consciousness knee lift and goes for a pin of his own! Beta gets one… two… and that’s it as Tiffany gets the shoulder up, showing her own tenacity. Ten minutes in the effects of the match are wearing on both competitors. Tiffany’s speed has kept 0B largely on the offensive, but the constant need to keep moving and stay out of reach has begun to take its toll on Tiffany as well. Nikolaev is sent to the ropes off a lightning fast Irish whip, but she counters into a back handspring headscissors takedown! 0B is caught off guard, but only for a second and uses his position on the mat to reverse into an armbar! Fortunately for Tiffany, she’s close enough to the ropes to get a hand on them, forcing the break. As soon as Tiffany is on her feet she charges the still-recovering 0B, looking for her Welcome to the 407! As she swings through, 0B uses his superior strength and stalls her momentum for a slightly modified version of his Beyond Comprehension! He hooks the leg and gets one… two… three! Beta gets to his feet, and at ringside, Mint Julep yells out in glee. She rolls in, raising his right hand, as the referee raises his left. Together they slide out of the ring as Tiffany regains her composure. She clutches her head, slowly getting to her feet and looking out at her fans. An interesting facial expression written across her face. Was it - embarrassment? Tiffany had nothing to be embarrassed about, and even though she expected a bit of ring rust after being out of the ring for a while, she still felt she had let her fans down. But, everyone has hiccups, and it takes Tiffany a few more moments to remember this. She brushes herself off, her frown turning upside down into a smile, before she waves to the crowd. The NPP Faithful respond favorably, cheering Tiffany to the back. At the commentators table, Crosslin states he's seen Tiffany in the ring plenty of times, and she'll be the one to watch in the future. WINNER Operative Beta METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 6:54 FINISHING MOVE Beyond Compensation |
BACKSTAGE
The scene opens up at what looks like a fourth of July BBQ where, we see a table, however, instead of many guest we just see two ladies sitting on the bench. None other than Wrestling Prettiest Tag Team Veronica Taylor, and Bianca Davis. Who are dressed in American theme dresses as the smug dugo look in front of them with their Pretty Committee plates in front of them as they let out a bitchy giggle amused.
Pretty Committee: HAPPY FOURTH BASICS!
They share a loud laugh, amused as they look at eachother up and down smirking. Before turning their gazes to the camera. As they cross one leg over the other eying the cook was preparing food for them.
Veronica Taylor: Can you like hurry up we're hungary like yesterday?!
Bianca Davis: Ugh like moving at a glacial pace is not amusing at all.
They then turn their gaze toward the camera as they laugh in a haughty tone.
Veronica Taylor: I know, and don’t worry we are gonna slay those basics tonight. I mean last week wasn’t our best I mean B was robbed by Troden. But you know what was amazing shattering that mirror over Harpies head like that was just a taste if you don’t want anymore you two need to pack your bags and head out of here now. Because, NPP like America is all about the Pretty Committee.
Bianca Davis: True we are what people are celebrating when they celebrate the fourth like true American beauties like we rock this flag dress better than anyone else. But speaking of patriotic now what did that President say oh yeah it's not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country? Well here is one for all of you basics its not what the Pretty Committee can do for you its what you can all do for the Pretty Committee.
They smirk, as Veronica takes the lead sipping on her drink.
Veronica Taylor: And that is you can learn your place see in America that lie that mothers tell their fugly looking daughters that looks don’t matter well that is a lie. See we always look good so we get what we want as a result, and all of you are stepped on like you belong. But a few of you think oh we can stand up to them well don’t it won’t end well for you. So stay in your place and speaking of those staying in their places we have addict Newman, and Basic Calhoun tonight of all nights. We should just be celebrating and NPP where are our tag belts? Ugh do we have to beat it out of these basics?
Bianca Davis: Like I think so they don’t learn. And yes Troden got lucky and I was robbed. But, speaking of lucky thank god you were there to fix my hair. Ugh it could've been ruined because of that thot rat? Like, and who would want that? I mean we have the best hair in the business right love?
They smirk flaunting it as the chef comes over with their food and begins placing it down as it looks like its about to cover their faces..
Veronica Taylor: Ugh what are you even doing?!
Cook: Um giving you food..
Bianca Davis: These plates are Pretty Committee approved don’t cover our faces up. Like for real we are not the fatties you normally serve.
The cook looks annoyed at the antics of the Pretty Committee members who look at the food amused there was some ribs, corn on the cobb, and some other Fourth of July food and on the other plates that were not in front of them there were hamburgers and hotdogs as they looked around, and saw a beer cooler placed near them they picked one out and look disgusted.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh we don’t drink beer what are we an unsophisticated basic addict like Kurt Newman like trying to get his life back together? Newsflash this isn’t the year 2000 like things changed, and when you think of tag team wrestling in the most American way possible you think of the Pretty Committee.
Bianca Davis: Like newsflash we drink champagne, or something else you know good. So get us good drinks and feed these to the homeless or something because where so nice. No wait don’t do that they already smell bad enough just get them out of our sight.
Two guys come and give them glasses of champagne, before moving the cooler out of the way. As the haughty duo takes their glasses of champagne, and says.
Veronica Taylor: Here's to us, America's favorite tag team, The basic slaying.
Bianca Davis: The fashionistas, trend setting.
Veronica Taylor: The uggo removing.
Bianca Davis: Meanest Girls of Professional Wrestling.
Veronica Taylor: And don’t forget Wrestling's Greatest Tag Team.
Pretty Committee: THE PRETTY COMMITTEEE!
The share a haughty laugh as they begin to eat the food as the scene fades to black, and returns to NPP live where the fans reaction was as to be expected a bunch of loud boos, however soon it turns to black as well.
BACKSTAGE
The North Pacific Champion, LEGATO, sits in the center of his locker room as the cameras find him. His championship belt lies in front of him, while he keeps one leg crossed over the other. In this meditative state he waits, until he opens his eyes. As he does, the camera cranes around him towards the doorway. Someone has arrived and it makes the serene champion take notice of his surroundings. When the camera finally reaches his back, it reveals that Eden Connors stands there, her bright exuberance contrasting against the somber, cold essence that LEGATO radiates.
LEGATO: I take it that you want to challenge me as well?
He carries a dreariness in his tone as he perceives the arriving girl as she enters the room. He remains in his crouched state, but his body hardens. He is on guard and ready.
EDEN CONNORS: Should I?
LEGATO narrows his eyes at her response.
EDEN CONNORS: But to give a more accurate answer, no. I should probably have high goals, but your title is not on my list.
The champion relaxes, getting up from his sitting position.
LEGATO: Then what goals do you have? You should always look to the top, no matter who is up there. I should take offense to that.
She smiled at him in her typical, cute manner. Crossing her arms in front of her chest.
EDEN CONNORS: No need to be offended, champion. I want gold, but tag team gold. That's what I signed up for.
LEGATO nods accordingly, picking his championship off the ground. He places it on his shoulder.
LEGATO: Then why did you come here? I’m about to go out there and throw one of my contenders through a couple of tables.
He pauses, giving Eden a faint smirk.
LEGATO: Did you come for advice or to give me luck?
EDEN CONNORS: I doubt I could give you any advice. And luck? You won't need that either. Maybe it was more for saying: Shatter some dreams.
Even though her words were somewhat feisty, her smile was intact. She carefully fixed her gear. LEGATO steps forward to her, patting her on the shoulder.
LEGATO: Shatter some dreams? My, that sounds devious. You should keep your eye out on the Pretty Committee. They can...they can be something tenacious, despite their idiocy. The only thing worse than a dangerous person is a dangerous fool. Do be careful.
LEGATO continues on out of his locker room, ready to go face Lexie. The camera comes back to Eden.
EDEN CONNORS: I love to discourage bloody fools, champ.
She said to herself more or less. Smiling.
The scene opens up at what looks like a fourth of July BBQ where, we see a table, however, instead of many guest we just see two ladies sitting on the bench. None other than Wrestling Prettiest Tag Team Veronica Taylor, and Bianca Davis. Who are dressed in American theme dresses as the smug dugo look in front of them with their Pretty Committee plates in front of them as they let out a bitchy giggle amused.
Pretty Committee: HAPPY FOURTH BASICS!
They share a loud laugh, amused as they look at eachother up and down smirking. Before turning their gazes to the camera. As they cross one leg over the other eying the cook was preparing food for them.
Veronica Taylor: Can you like hurry up we're hungary like yesterday?!
Bianca Davis: Ugh like moving at a glacial pace is not amusing at all.
They then turn their gaze toward the camera as they laugh in a haughty tone.
Veronica Taylor: I know, and don’t worry we are gonna slay those basics tonight. I mean last week wasn’t our best I mean B was robbed by Troden. But you know what was amazing shattering that mirror over Harpies head like that was just a taste if you don’t want anymore you two need to pack your bags and head out of here now. Because, NPP like America is all about the Pretty Committee.
Bianca Davis: True we are what people are celebrating when they celebrate the fourth like true American beauties like we rock this flag dress better than anyone else. But speaking of patriotic now what did that President say oh yeah it's not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country? Well here is one for all of you basics its not what the Pretty Committee can do for you its what you can all do for the Pretty Committee.
They smirk, as Veronica takes the lead sipping on her drink.
Veronica Taylor: And that is you can learn your place see in America that lie that mothers tell their fugly looking daughters that looks don’t matter well that is a lie. See we always look good so we get what we want as a result, and all of you are stepped on like you belong. But a few of you think oh we can stand up to them well don’t it won’t end well for you. So stay in your place and speaking of those staying in their places we have addict Newman, and Basic Calhoun tonight of all nights. We should just be celebrating and NPP where are our tag belts? Ugh do we have to beat it out of these basics?
Bianca Davis: Like I think so they don’t learn. And yes Troden got lucky and I was robbed. But, speaking of lucky thank god you were there to fix my hair. Ugh it could've been ruined because of that thot rat? Like, and who would want that? I mean we have the best hair in the business right love?
They smirk flaunting it as the chef comes over with their food and begins placing it down as it looks like its about to cover their faces..
Veronica Taylor: Ugh what are you even doing?!
Cook: Um giving you food..
Bianca Davis: These plates are Pretty Committee approved don’t cover our faces up. Like for real we are not the fatties you normally serve.
The cook looks annoyed at the antics of the Pretty Committee members who look at the food amused there was some ribs, corn on the cobb, and some other Fourth of July food and on the other plates that were not in front of them there were hamburgers and hotdogs as they looked around, and saw a beer cooler placed near them they picked one out and look disgusted.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh we don’t drink beer what are we an unsophisticated basic addict like Kurt Newman like trying to get his life back together? Newsflash this isn’t the year 2000 like things changed, and when you think of tag team wrestling in the most American way possible you think of the Pretty Committee.
Bianca Davis: Like newsflash we drink champagne, or something else you know good. So get us good drinks and feed these to the homeless or something because where so nice. No wait don’t do that they already smell bad enough just get them out of our sight.
Two guys come and give them glasses of champagne, before moving the cooler out of the way. As the haughty duo takes their glasses of champagne, and says.
Veronica Taylor: Here's to us, America's favorite tag team, The basic slaying.
Bianca Davis: The fashionistas, trend setting.
Veronica Taylor: The uggo removing.
Bianca Davis: Meanest Girls of Professional Wrestling.
Veronica Taylor: And don’t forget Wrestling's Greatest Tag Team.
Pretty Committee: THE PRETTY COMMITTEEE!
The share a haughty laugh as they begin to eat the food as the scene fades to black, and returns to NPP live where the fans reaction was as to be expected a bunch of loud boos, however soon it turns to black as well.
BACKSTAGE
The North Pacific Champion, LEGATO, sits in the center of his locker room as the cameras find him. His championship belt lies in front of him, while he keeps one leg crossed over the other. In this meditative state he waits, until he opens his eyes. As he does, the camera cranes around him towards the doorway. Someone has arrived and it makes the serene champion take notice of his surroundings. When the camera finally reaches his back, it reveals that Eden Connors stands there, her bright exuberance contrasting against the somber, cold essence that LEGATO radiates.
LEGATO: I take it that you want to challenge me as well?
He carries a dreariness in his tone as he perceives the arriving girl as she enters the room. He remains in his crouched state, but his body hardens. He is on guard and ready.
EDEN CONNORS: Should I?
LEGATO narrows his eyes at her response.
EDEN CONNORS: But to give a more accurate answer, no. I should probably have high goals, but your title is not on my list.
The champion relaxes, getting up from his sitting position.
LEGATO: Then what goals do you have? You should always look to the top, no matter who is up there. I should take offense to that.
She smiled at him in her typical, cute manner. Crossing her arms in front of her chest.
EDEN CONNORS: No need to be offended, champion. I want gold, but tag team gold. That's what I signed up for.
LEGATO nods accordingly, picking his championship off the ground. He places it on his shoulder.
LEGATO: Then why did you come here? I’m about to go out there and throw one of my contenders through a couple of tables.
He pauses, giving Eden a faint smirk.
LEGATO: Did you come for advice or to give me luck?
EDEN CONNORS: I doubt I could give you any advice. And luck? You won't need that either. Maybe it was more for saying: Shatter some dreams.
Even though her words were somewhat feisty, her smile was intact. She carefully fixed her gear. LEGATO steps forward to her, patting her on the shoulder.
LEGATO: Shatter some dreams? My, that sounds devious. You should keep your eye out on the Pretty Committee. They can...they can be something tenacious, despite their idiocy. The only thing worse than a dangerous person is a dangerous fool. Do be careful.
LEGATO continues on out of his locker room, ready to go face Lexie. The camera comes back to Eden.
EDEN CONNORS: I love to discourage bloody fools, champ.
She said to herself more or less. Smiling.
MATCH THREE: SINGLES
Reece Killswitch vs Truck Turner
Reece Killswitch vs Truck Turner
RECAP As the bell rings Reece doesn’t even step out of his corner. He stands there, staring across the ring at his diminutive opponent, looking him up and down before shouting that he can’t believe he has to fight a Hobbit because it’s a slap in the face to real wrestling. Truck is incensed by this and bull rushes across the ring, breaking right through Reece’s defenses to hit a big shoulder thrust to the midsection! And a second… and a third! Killswitch is able to straighten and knock hit Turner with a vicious bionic elbow, sending Truck back several steps and allowing Reece to hop up onto the middle rope for a flying crossbody! He rolls through and hooks the leg, but only gets one and a half. As Killswitch is getting to his feet Truck catches him in the back of the head with a bicycle kick and follows up with a German suplex, bridging for a pin of his own, but only getting two. Six minutes in Truck’s “scrappy” nature has started to annoy Reece. Killswitch distracts the ref, getting him to turn his back, and nails Truck with a low blow! Turner drops that half a foot or so to his knees, clutching his groin, and leaving him wide open for a shining wizard that echoes from the rafters. Killswitch isn’t done yet, though, and opts not to go for the pin in favor of punishing his opponent some more. He gives a few taunting kicks to Truck before he scales the turnbuckles. He adjusts his elbow pad and holds his hands up like crosshairs to zero in before diving off for his Drop it Like it’s Hot! … But no one is home as Turner rolls out of the way at the last second!!! Things are at full tilt once Killswitch has recovered, which is no easy task given that Truck is on him the whole time like white on rice. Turner tosses his much larger opponent across the ring with a big ol’ Biel and then leaps atop him for some mounted punches, but is quickly thrown off. As soon as both men are on their feet, Killswitch catches Turner upside the head with a pele kick that he barely has to jump for. Turner goes down like a sack of bricks, and Reece goes for a standing moonsault. Truck rolls out of the way again! But Killswitch recovers and lands on his feet! Turner hits the ropes and looks for a clothesline, but Reece ducks and hits the middle rope looking for his Not the Face! BUT TRUCK DUCKS! Turner pivots around in the blink of an eye and folds Killswitch in half with a massive lariat! Before Reece can even think about getting to his feet, Turner is already hauling him up… right into a chokeslam! Turner drops and hooks the leg for one… two… three! WINNER Truck Turner METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 6:45 FINISHING MOVE Chokeslam |
BACKSTAGE
The camera comes backstage to the march of the newly crowned North Pacific Champion, LEGATO. The belt shines nicely on his shoulder, reflecting his neutral, somber disposition. His trek down the hallway doesn’t have an ending place, or at least it wasn’t unknown. Sadly for him and those interested in the audience, they would never find out. For when LEGATO stops, it’s because he notices something off camera. He turns his head, with strands of his dirty blonde hair falling to the side. The camera falls back to reveal Page Killebrew, a person who came up short in the battle royal. LEGATO gives him a look and tries to move on.
Page has a wide smile on his face as he spills out a few words to try and stop LEGATO in his tracks.
Page Killebrew: “Oh hey bro, I never got the chance to congratulate you on winning that belt.”
Page’s smile fades slightly as he tenses up in the presence of the champ. Clasping his hands together, usually weighless to the worries of the world Page knows what comes next was very serious business.
Page Killebrew: “BRO! You didn’t get that KBrho good job bro kegger party man. My boys got it all set up, we got a keg… Some more kegs man, and oh I almost forgot dude.”
Page goes for the custom t-shirt tucked into the side of his wrestling trunks. He reveals a tie-dye tank top with a crudely drawn caricature of the champion frowning and raising up the North Pacific Championship, with the text “KEGATO 2K18”
Page Killebrew: “It’s a schmedium bro.”
In the moment, the camera trains on Page and his antics, failing to capture LEGATO’s reaction. When it does, the audience is met with a rather withdrawn expression from the champion. He takes the shirt in his hands, holding it up to his close, analytical view. For a second, he seems to scan it over before he draps it over his arm.
LEGATO: “Thanks…?”
He seems so certain, but it fades quickly.
LEGATO: “If I heard you correctly, you invited me to a party? To congratulate me?”
Page raises a bro fist up for LEGATO to pound. The moment lingers there as the champion doesn’t reciprocate, staring blankly at Killebrew. Page withdraws his fist back mutter “We’ll work on that later.”
Page Killebrew: “Yeah bro… It’s gonna be ill dawg, I’m gonna Nat in an early retirement that’s tooootally not personal and just about wrestling. Maybe. You’re gonna do your thing in that TLC match bro. Then we’ll crack that shit open and get KEGATO on and frosty bro.”
LEGATO processes what Page has to offer before giving him a faint, but still available grin.
LEGATO: “Yeah, I think we might be able to get that done...bro.”
With a final nod, he heads off to prepare himself for the events of tonight.
The camera comes backstage to the march of the newly crowned North Pacific Champion, LEGATO. The belt shines nicely on his shoulder, reflecting his neutral, somber disposition. His trek down the hallway doesn’t have an ending place, or at least it wasn’t unknown. Sadly for him and those interested in the audience, they would never find out. For when LEGATO stops, it’s because he notices something off camera. He turns his head, with strands of his dirty blonde hair falling to the side. The camera falls back to reveal Page Killebrew, a person who came up short in the battle royal. LEGATO gives him a look and tries to move on.
Page has a wide smile on his face as he spills out a few words to try and stop LEGATO in his tracks.
Page Killebrew: “Oh hey bro, I never got the chance to congratulate you on winning that belt.”
Page’s smile fades slightly as he tenses up in the presence of the champ. Clasping his hands together, usually weighless to the worries of the world Page knows what comes next was very serious business.
Page Killebrew: “BRO! You didn’t get that KBrho good job bro kegger party man. My boys got it all set up, we got a keg… Some more kegs man, and oh I almost forgot dude.”
Page goes for the custom t-shirt tucked into the side of his wrestling trunks. He reveals a tie-dye tank top with a crudely drawn caricature of the champion frowning and raising up the North Pacific Championship, with the text “KEGATO 2K18”
Page Killebrew: “It’s a schmedium bro.”
In the moment, the camera trains on Page and his antics, failing to capture LEGATO’s reaction. When it does, the audience is met with a rather withdrawn expression from the champion. He takes the shirt in his hands, holding it up to his close, analytical view. For a second, he seems to scan it over before he draps it over his arm.
LEGATO: “Thanks…?”
He seems so certain, but it fades quickly.
LEGATO: “If I heard you correctly, you invited me to a party? To congratulate me?”
Page raises a bro fist up for LEGATO to pound. The moment lingers there as the champion doesn’t reciprocate, staring blankly at Killebrew. Page withdraws his fist back mutter “We’ll work on that later.”
Page Killebrew: “Yeah bro… It’s gonna be ill dawg, I’m gonna Nat in an early retirement that’s tooootally not personal and just about wrestling. Maybe. You’re gonna do your thing in that TLC match bro. Then we’ll crack that shit open and get KEGATO on and frosty bro.”
LEGATO processes what Page has to offer before giving him a faint, but still available grin.
LEGATO: “Yeah, I think we might be able to get that done...bro.”
With a final nod, he heads off to prepare himself for the events of tonight.
MATCH FOUR: SINGLES
Tajnia Mustafi vs Caim McCallaghan
Tajnia Mustafi vs Caim McCallaghan
RECAP From the start of the bell it was easy to tell that these two were some of the smartest competitors in NPP. They both wanted to feel out their opponents more than anything. Circling around, before Caim going in for a test of strength but being denied. They circled half way around again, before another quick half circle. This time Tajnia tried for the tie up, but was denied. She backed up into the corner, taking a moment to look to the audience for some sort of support. That's what costs her. Caim rushes forward, connecting with a high knee to the corner. She stumbles out, holding her jaw, before Caim drops her with a fast snap DDT. As he gets up he looks out at the crowd and smirks a little. Caim just oozes the feeling you get when you see a convicted killer behind bars. He takes a little too much time soaking in the satisfaction he gets from fan intimidation, and is hit in the head with a forearm from Tajnia. She gets him against the ropes, using them for a second to lock in a quick Octopus Hold. Both commentators, Crosslin and Nora, point out the move is usage in homage to Alessandro. She doesn't hold it too long though, since they're against the ropes, and instead manages to Regal Plex him to the center of the ring. This move she uses in homage to Ricky Valero. Seems she's pulling out all the stops for her match with the madman. Caim kips up to his feet, going for a running dropkick, but Tajnia avoids it with a matrix eversion. However, Caim ends up on the other side of her, taking her down with a powerful lariat to the back of her head. As Tajnia is trying to get to her feet, Caim comes from behind, walking over her like a deranged killer, and looking her into a koji clutch. He retches back causing her to yell out in pain. She's nowhere near the ropes, and it looks to be the end for Tajnia here and now as Caim applies even MORE pressure... But she's not tapping. She cries out even louder and Caim now makes facial expressions with how hard he's pulling. Still, she doesn't tap. She simply doesn't have it in her to do such such a thing. So much so that out of frustration, Caim lets her free, throwing her back down to the canvas. By her own willpower, Tajnia Mustafi is still in this match right now. Caim looks slightly irritated, but he knows he's still in control. He waits for Tajnia to get to her feet, before kicking her in the midsection. He underhooks both of her arms before bringing her up, stalling for just a second, and then crashing back down into a signature piledriver he calls Occulus. Mustafi's is spiked into the mat, and she looks to be out. Caim is about to roll her over and hook the leg, you can see it in his eyes. But instead, he is distracted. Distracted by the cheers of the fans in the Knitting Factory. He looks around, wondering what they're cheering for, before looking up the rampway and seeing Croy Calhoun. He's got a sour look in his eyes, but would never run down and interfere in a match. It's against his moral code. Instead, he walks down the ramp at a normal pace, yelling things to Croy, who yells back. All of this has given Tajnia enough time to recover and get to her feet. She grabs Caim's from behind, taking him down with a backstabber. The fans CHEEEER! Caim arches his back, trying to get to his feet, but Mustafi seizes the moment. She runs forward, hitting a perfect curb stomp! Mustafi uses the move in homage to Elena DeDraca, which both commentators Nora and Crosslin, are happy to point out. Caim's head bounces off the canvas. Tajnia hurriedly lays across him for a pin. One... Two... Caim's leg is up on the second rope! He's still alive! ...but the referee doesn't seem it right away! Half a second later, Croy Calhoun runs along the length of the ring on the outside, pushing Caim's leg right off the ropes. THREE! Tajnia gets to her feet, the referee raising her hand in the air. Caim is still on the floor, feeling the effects of the curb stomp, though slightly confused as to what happened. We know he can't be super happy when he finds out. Tajnia celebrates for now. WINNER Tajnia Mustafi METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 7:34 FINISHING MOVE Curb Stomp |
BACKSTAGE
After seeing Tanjia with her hand raised, Croy books it to the backstage area. We see him rush through the black curtain at a fast pace. He turns and looks behind him, before slowing his pace to a brisk walk. In this moment, a small smirk breaks across his face.
He had just gotten a little payback against Caim, and helped a deserving competitor in the process. He was okay with that. Plus, he still had his own match coming up later today, teaming with one of the men he grew up watching - Kurt Newman - against the Pretty Committee. He knew he could count on Kurt, and the ultraviolent style of a Tag Team Turmoil match would put him at an advantage against Veronica and Bianca. Croy was on cloud nine...
Before walking right into a baseball bat wrapped in barbedwire.
THWACK!
The trusty baseball bat of Lara Chambers connects right across Croy's forehead, instantly bringing him to the ground. Lara walks out from behind the corner, followed closely by Hayden Lazarus. Croy rolls on the floor as blood begins to pour from the spot where Lara has hit him. Hayden begins stomping on Croy, causing blood to pour out at an alarming rate. Lara simply looks on. The two say nothing.
From the right, Caim McCallaghan arrives, in full understanding of what had just occurred with his match. First, he sees Croy's body on the floor, and then he sees Lara and Hayden, who have just done this to him. There's a few seconds where Caim and Hayden lock eyes, and as the audience, you're unsure of what these two crazy fucks were going to do in this situation.
Apparently, walk together.
Caim look down at Croy with a sadistic look on his face, and then back to Hayden. It seems to be some sort of understood code that they were alright with one another. Hayden turns back to Croy on the ground, giving him a few stomps before getting him to his feet. Meanwhile, Caim gazes around the backstage area, rummaging through a pile of junk, and coming out with a light tube.
Hayden lifts Croy up into a powerbomb -
SMASH!
Caim swings for the fences, shattering the tube on Croy, just before Hayden powerbombs him onto the cement floor. The sound of Croy's head hitting the floor makes several people cry, I'm sure. Calhoun is now bleeding profusely, a small pool already outlining his body on the floor. The three walk off together, their work done, as the EMTs rush in to check on Croy.
After seeing Tanjia with her hand raised, Croy books it to the backstage area. We see him rush through the black curtain at a fast pace. He turns and looks behind him, before slowing his pace to a brisk walk. In this moment, a small smirk breaks across his face.
He had just gotten a little payback against Caim, and helped a deserving competitor in the process. He was okay with that. Plus, he still had his own match coming up later today, teaming with one of the men he grew up watching - Kurt Newman - against the Pretty Committee. He knew he could count on Kurt, and the ultraviolent style of a Tag Team Turmoil match would put him at an advantage against Veronica and Bianca. Croy was on cloud nine...
Before walking right into a baseball bat wrapped in barbedwire.
THWACK!
The trusty baseball bat of Lara Chambers connects right across Croy's forehead, instantly bringing him to the ground. Lara walks out from behind the corner, followed closely by Hayden Lazarus. Croy rolls on the floor as blood begins to pour from the spot where Lara has hit him. Hayden begins stomping on Croy, causing blood to pour out at an alarming rate. Lara simply looks on. The two say nothing.
From the right, Caim McCallaghan arrives, in full understanding of what had just occurred with his match. First, he sees Croy's body on the floor, and then he sees Lara and Hayden, who have just done this to him. There's a few seconds where Caim and Hayden lock eyes, and as the audience, you're unsure of what these two crazy fucks were going to do in this situation.
Apparently, walk together.
Caim look down at Croy with a sadistic look on his face, and then back to Hayden. It seems to be some sort of understood code that they were alright with one another. Hayden turns back to Croy on the ground, giving him a few stomps before getting him to his feet. Meanwhile, Caim gazes around the backstage area, rummaging through a pile of junk, and coming out with a light tube.
Hayden lifts Croy up into a powerbomb -
SMASH!
Caim swings for the fences, shattering the tube on Croy, just before Hayden powerbombs him onto the cement floor. The sound of Croy's head hitting the floor makes several people cry, I'm sure. Calhoun is now bleeding profusely, a small pool already outlining his body on the floor. The three walk off together, their work done, as the EMTs rush in to check on Croy.
MATCH FIVE: SINGLES
Page Killebrew vs Natalie Carson
Page Killebrew vs Natalie Carson
RECAP The match starts and as we've seen Natalie in the past few matches, it turns intense fast. She rushes Page straight out the gate, but luckily Killebrew has enough since to move out of the way and send her across the ring. Nat hits the ropes and bounds back, and this time Killebrew leaps over her, showing his athleticism. She hits the other end of the ropes, bounding back again, right into an arm drag from Page. Natalie rolls across the ring and into the corner, where Page meets her with a closeline. She bounces off the ringpost hard, but Killebrew catches her into a t-bone position. He looks out at the crowd and smiles, before lifting Natalie and hitting her with an exploder suplex out of the corner. The crowd cheers with excitement. Page quickly crawls across the ring, looking for an early win but Natalie kicks out. Page helps Natalie to her feet and gets her against the ropes. He gives her a hard chop, and then goes for another. Natalie blocks the chop, bringing her elbow up and connecting with the side of Killebrew's head. He takes several steps back, clutching his head, before running for her. Page is taken down with a hip toss, but he rolls through and up to his feet. He goes for her again, but she plants him with another hip toss. Again, he rolls through and tries to catch her of guard. A THIRD hip toss, plants him on his back this time, mostly from the fast pace. Natalie lines him up, and strikes with a sommersault senton. She tries for a cover but can't get the three count. As Page is getting to his feet, Natalie grabs him from behind, trying to lift him up for a german suplex. He may not be the largest guy on the block, but she can't get him up into the air. Killebrew uses whatever amount of weight he has to weigh himself down. He takes hold of her arm, twisting it, before bringing her down to the canvas with a hook kick. He hits the ropes, and as she's getting to her feet, Page drops into a low dropkick right to her face. Natalie is resilient though. She hits the canvas, but immediately starts getting to her feet. Albeit, a bit slower each time, but still going just the same. This time Page waits for her to get to her feet, before running at her, grabbing onto her arm and bringing her to the canvas for a flying armbar. He retches back, clearly having it locked in pretty tight. Though, he didn't really check to see where Natalie would land, and thus, she wasn't very far from the ropes at all. Carson reaches out, grabbing hold of the ropes and forcing Page to let go. He does without a second though, taking a few steps away from her and again, waiting for her to get up. As she does, he throws her into a dragon sleeper, so that her arms can't reach the ropes. He takes her further down, applying a great amount of pressure. She looks like she's about to tap, but she reaches a single foot up, resting upon the ropes on the other side. Page sort of chuckles to himself at how resilient Carson really is, but he's not about to get up. As Natalie gets to her feet this time she fights back, giving Page a few right hands. He counts with a kick to her midsection. Killebrew picks her up, slamming her back down with a Page Turner (Jumping Alabama Slam) that excites the crowd. She hits the canvas so hard that her legs fly up in the air, flipping up onto her neck and upperback before laying perfectly sprawled out on the mat. Page drops and hooks her leg for the three count. WINNER Page Killebrew METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 5:03 FINISHING MOVE Page Turner (Jumping Alabama Slam) |
BACKSTAGE
Mason stood around backstage getting ready for the tag match with Caleb versus Harper and Eden. He moved around getting loose as he turned seeing Caleb standing in front of him. He smiled and nodded his head expecting this. to happen.
Mason: I was just about to go looking for you.
Caleb: I had a feeling. Look I just wanted to say we both want the same thing out there tonight. To make it happen we….
Mason: Need to be on the same page. I know Caleb. I want the same thing you do. Trust me about that.
Mason extends his fist out as Caleb bumps it with his. Caleb turns to walk away before he stops holing a finger up.
Caleb: Oh but we do this the honorable way. The Pretty Committee get in the middle of this match in anyway…
Mason: Harper and Eden have back up.
Caleb: Even though they’ll say they never needed it.
Mason: You want to be the good guy Caleb.
They smile and bump fists one more time before going their separate ways.
Mason stood around backstage getting ready for the tag match with Caleb versus Harper and Eden. He moved around getting loose as he turned seeing Caleb standing in front of him. He smiled and nodded his head expecting this. to happen.
Mason: I was just about to go looking for you.
Caleb: I had a feeling. Look I just wanted to say we both want the same thing out there tonight. To make it happen we….
Mason: Need to be on the same page. I know Caleb. I want the same thing you do. Trust me about that.
Mason extends his fist out as Caleb bumps it with his. Caleb turns to walk away before he stops holing a finger up.
Caleb: Oh but we do this the honorable way. The Pretty Committee get in the middle of this match in anyway…
Mason: Harper and Eden have back up.
Caleb: Even though they’ll say they never needed it.
Mason: You want to be the good guy Caleb.
They smile and bump fists one more time before going their separate ways.
MATCH SIX: TAG TEAM
Harper McKay & Eden Connors vs Caleb Summers & Mason Roderick
Harper McKay & Eden Connors vs Caleb Summers & Mason Roderick
RECAP Harper and Caleb start off the match for their teams with a tie up. Caleb gets the upperhand, transitioning behind Harper, and quickly taking her down with a russian legsweep. Harper mentally kicks herself for falling for the rookie mistake. She gets up a little slower than Caleb and receives a right hand before being whipped across the ring. Haper bounds back, but leaps into a crossbody, hooking Caleb's leg on the way down. She only gets a one, but it certainly puts both teams on their toes. It puts Caleb on his toes the most, as he instantly hits Harper with an uppercut as she gets to her feet. It doesn't take her down, but she turns around, stumbling away while clutching her jaw. Caleb runs, slamming her down with a bulldog. He slowly helps McKay to her feet, and tries to lift her up for a suplex. She denies him by wrapping her leg around, and chopping his sides. As he lets go, she lifts him up into a bridging northern lights for another pin attempt. Caleb kicks out again, but the same as before, both partners lean, and even step, inside the ring. Ready at a moment's notice. Both at a slower pace, they get to their feet about the same time, Summers landing a chop, before spinning Harper around for a HUGE neckbreaker that floors both of them! From Summers side of the ring, he can't see Harper use any energy she has left to roll over and tag Eden in. She runs in like a bat out of hell, not wanting Caleb to get the opportunity for a tag. She gets him up into the corner, delivering a few right hands before stepping up to the second rope. She leans all the way back, performing a monkey flip that sends Caleb across the ring! Caleb is desperately trying to get to his feet, possibly for a tag. He's on his knees, and Eden brings him back down with a shinning wizard! She hooks the leg! One...two...break! Mason breaks the count HARD with a legdrop to the back of Eden's head. He's clearly not happy with the way this match is currently going. Mason walks back to his corner, as does Harper, as Eden clutches the back of her head. It gives Caleb some time to collect himself, but Eden is the first to him. She places her hands on either side of him...but in a display of a second wind, Caleb brings both of his arms down, swatting them away. He leaps into a missile dropkick, planting Eden in the chest! After which he rolls, tagging Mason Roderick in! He hits the ring, closelining Eden down to the canvas, before immediately knocking Harper off of the apron. She flies off, but only hits her knees, not too badly injured. He runs back to Eden, now on her feet, lifting her into a backbreaker. She feels the knee connect with her spine, yelling out. He takes a few seconds to help her back up, taking her back down with a closeline. Again, he helps her up, trying to put her into a DDT position, but Eden counters, spinning out of it. She grabs Mason around the waist, taking him down with a belly-to-belly. She uses the ropes to get up at the same time as Mason, but he's fresher than her, instantly splashing her into the corner. As she stumbles out, he grabs her from behind, lifting into a bridging german suplex. One...two...kickout! Mason looks to the referee, a bit frustrated. He looks back to Eden, helping her up, but she's trying her best to battle back. She lands a well placed right hand, which catches Mason off guard, and drops into a double knee armbreaker. He clutches his arm on the mat, giving Eden to rush over and tag Harper in. Harper rushes in! A little too fast actually, as she doesn't see that Mason has regained himself and is playing possum. As she gets close, he leaps up into a slingblade! Much to the dismay of the crowd. He yells out in triumph as McKay stays on the mat. A moment later, he leapt into a standing moonsault. Eden winced for her partner, holding out her hand for a tag. Mason lands a couple stomps to Harper, before allowing her to get up. He slings her arm over his shoulder, lifting her up...stalling. He keeps her in the air for a few seconds, that feels like forrreeevvveeerrrr before dropping her into an intense brainbuster! He makes the cover. One...two...break! Eden makes the save, though Caleb enters the ring and tries to stop her. Mason and Caleb doubleteam Eden, taking her to the canvas with a double snap suplex. Once up, Mason begins to argue with Caleb a bit, yelling that he should have kept Connors away. This argument is a small one, not getting particularly heated but lasting all the way until Eden is on her feet again. That's when Mason takes Caleb, giving him a running shove - right into Eden! Together, Eden and Caleb tumble through the ropes and out of the ring. Mason dusts his hands off, looking towards Harper like he can finally finish the match in peace. Mason takes a moment to look out into the crowd, then back to Harper...but he does a double take. His eyes scrunch up in almost disbelief, as he sees Mint Julep in the crowd. She's in her patriotic getup as usual, peddling her same flags that say "Buy Beyond" on the pole. He shakes hie head. He really can't believe her gall. She finishes the sale she's making, mutters something to the customer that sounds like, "always buy beyond", and continues walking along the aisle. She looks to the ring, and waves to Mason with a smile. He shrugs her off, and which she's a little taken aback. Meanwhile Harper has had a little bit of to recover by the time that Mason turns back to her. He gets her to her feet, giving her a right hand. He tries to take her down with a lariat, but she ducks! Ending up behind him, she waits for him to turn around before giving him a kick, followed by a standing tornado DDT! The second wind for McKay has Mason stunned. He uses the ropes to get to his feet, and walks towards Harper. She grabs him by the head, looking out to the crowd with a smile. She gives him an outstanding From Jo'Burg with Love Snapmare Takedown immediately followed by a Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick)! Mason lays out on the canvas, and Harper hooks the leg. One...Two... Caleb tries to slide in, managing to get away from his fight with Eden for just a moment... But Eden grabs him by the leg, keeping him JUST out of reach of the pin! Three! Eden drags Caleb out of the ring, flooring him with a high knee to the face. Eden slides in as the bell rings, and Harper's hand is raised. Eden gives her a giant hug and lifts her up, the two friends continue to celebrate in the ring. WINNER KICK IT! [Harper McKay & Eden Connors] METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:23 FINISHING MOVE From Jo'Burg With Love (Snapmare followed by a Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick) |
IN THE RING
FROM: THE COMMISSIONER
TO: NORTH PACIFIC PRO
CC: IMPURE PARTICIPANTS
HELLO.
ARE YOU ENJOYING THE SHOW, NPP FAITHFUL?
The Boise crowd CHEEERR, giving the Seattle and Portland crowds a run for their money, despite being the smallest venue.
I BRING YOU TWO MORE NAMES...
OF COMPETITORS...
THAT WILL TO BE CROWNED...
OUR VERY FIRST
NPP IMPURE CHAMPION!
Loud and hearty yells from the audience.
BASED ON THEIR PERFORMANCES TONIGHT...
THE TWO COMPETITORS ARE...
NICO RIDER!
Mixed reactions from our NPP Faithful.
AND
PAGE KILLEBREW!
And then the larrrgggessstttt roar yet!
FROM: THE COMMISSIONER
TO: NORTH PACIFIC PRO
CC: IMPURE PARTICIPANTS
HELLO.
ARE YOU ENJOYING THE SHOW, NPP FAITHFUL?
The Boise crowd CHEEERR, giving the Seattle and Portland crowds a run for their money, despite being the smallest venue.
I BRING YOU TWO MORE NAMES...
OF COMPETITORS...
THAT WILL TO BE CROWNED...
OUR VERY FIRST
NPP IMPURE CHAMPION!
Loud and hearty yells from the audience.
BASED ON THEIR PERFORMANCES TONIGHT...
THE TWO COMPETITORS ARE...
NICO RIDER!
Mixed reactions from our NPP Faithful.
AND
PAGE KILLEBREW!
And then the larrrgggessstttt roar yet!
MATCH SEVEN: TAG TEAM TURMOIL
The Pretty Committee vs Kurt Newman & Croy Calhoun
The Pretty Committee vs Kurt Newman & Croy Calhoun
RECAP Because Kurt missed the video footage of Croy being attacked by the odd pairing of Caim McCallaghan and Hayden Lazarus, he walks out to the ring still unsure of where Croy is. He plays up a bit where he puts a hand where his eyebrows are, looking out into the crowd as if he was looking for Calhoun and he'd pop up in the crowd. He got all the way to the ring, and still no Croy. Unfortunately for Kurt, this Tag Team Turmoil match meant he was going to be at a disadvantage all night. Hurricane hardcore tag rules, or how it will be referred to in NPP, "Tag Team Turmoil" meant he'd be fighting both members of the Pretty Committee. Right from the start, both Bianaca and Veronica realized this. As the bell rang, Kurt looked to them from his side, not moving a muscle. Veronica and Bianca looked at each other, giggling, knowing they had the advantage. They turned back to Kurt, who first arched an eyebrow their way, followed by a playful smooch. Veronica looked annoyed, signaling to Bianaca to stay, as she ran forward. Running right into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Kurt that takes her to the canvas. This forces Bianaca to run forward, catching Kurt off guard with a running forearm smash. Kurt hits the canvas this time as Bianaca begins to stomp on him. Veronica gets to her feet and does the same. This prompts Bianaca to slide out of the ring and get a chair. Without having to deal with double stomps from both members, Newman is able to fight through it to his feet. He blocks a right hand from Veronica, and then follows it up with a Pele Kick to her head. Bianaca slides in with her chair, as Newman is bounding off the ropes, colliding into the chair with a spinning heel kick, that also collides into Bianaca's face and takes her dog. The crowd applauds Newman, not only for his fast thinking but that he's got a lot of heart trying to take on the Pretty Committee without a partner. He hooks Bianaca's leg. One...Two....Break! Veronica breaks the count with an axe handle to the back of Kurt's head. Veronica gets Kurt to his feet, giving him a few right hands, and waiting for Bianca to get up. She does, rather slowly, feeling the effects of that chair shot. She holds her head, before helping Veronica deliver a double DDT. Veronica pins, but Kurt kicks out after a two count. Again they get Kurt to his feet, and he tries his best to battle back. Right hand from V, right from B. Right from V, right from B. They seem to have him right where they want him. But on Bianca's third right hand, Kurt somehow manages to duck JUST below her fist. She throws too much power into it, and falls through the ropes! Veronica screams, rushing to the ropes and looking down to where Bianca has fallen. She seems alright, though clutching her leg. Kurt leans against the ropes, a little groggy but he's made it this far. Veronica turns around right into a swift kick to the midsection! Newman grabs her arm her waist, carrying her over into a beautiful norther lights suplex! But he's not done there! He keeps hold of her, showing how much strength the 40-something still has by DEADLIFTING her into a falcon arrow! Veronia hits the canvas hard, and looks close to dead. But Kurt can't capitalize on it right away. He stumbles back into the corner, the deadlift and entire combo in general taking A LOT out of him. He looks a bit winded, gaining his composure. But instead of rushing for the pin, he looks out at the audience with a sly smile on his face, eyes WIDE. Slowly, he dips his hand into his pocket... THE MANDIBLE PANTIES! Newman seems to have pulled out a pair of women's panties, and have wrapped them around his hand! He crouches in the corner, stomping his feet, waiting for Veronica to get to her feet. With each stomp of his foot, more and more people stand up, more and more people stomp! Crosslin makes a comment that these panties may belong to Lexie, and Nora follows up with a quip about how he didn't need to worry about that - would his wife Samantha approve? Crosslin blushes and zips up, as Nora laughs, ending the spot by saying for all they knew they could belong to anyone! Even so, Veronica reaches her feet, turning right around into the mandible panties! Kurt drops her to the mat as she struggles to breath! SMACK! Replacing the laughter as the audience was straight boos, Bianca Davis enters the ring, giving Kurt a smashing a mirror across Kurt's head. Giving him a "makeover" as they'd call it. It breaks into a thousand pieces and he falls to the canvas. The duo help him to his feet, planting him with the Ugliness Remover (Bianaca picks up the opponent by their legs as Veronica hits her Exed Out[Roll of the Dice]) before they both pin him for the three. "UGGGLLLLYYYY" They shout out together, pointing at Kurt with their free hand as their other hands are raised. WINNER The Pretty Commitee METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 7:49 FINISHING MOVE Ugliness Remover |
BACKSTAGE
Backstage, in preparation for her TLC match, Lexie is currently re-reading the message about the Infamy title that got released last show. Reading the word “Lucky” which she often associated with herself, ironically at the moment but she finally presses the key to get herself some chips for after the show and, as luck would have it, two bags come down in stead.
: May I?
A voice is heard from her right side, just before Hayden Lazarus walks into frame, smiling.
Hayden: Unless you want two. Otherwise, I'll be more than happy to relieve you of the extra bag.
Lexie sort of dramatically makes it known she’s mulling it over and then darts her eyes off and back to Hayden.
Lexie: I paid a buck, if you want a bag, pay up.
And she holds a hand out for a dollar. Hayden looks at her, his forehead wrinkling.
Hayden: A dollar? Whatever happened to giving?
Lexie sighs and throws the bag up in his direction with an eye roll, letting it fall behind her with her walk into his hands, perhaps a lucky throw.
Lexie: I have other things to deal with. Don’t expect such generosity each week.
Hayden: Aww, but you're always so giving and bubbly, Miss TLC.
Hayden’s tone is clearly sarcastic, laughing after he made it.
Hayden: Guess not everyone has the heart I do.
Lexie: Miss TLC?
She turns around with a little glare. Hayden raises his eyebrows.
Hayden: Something I said? Miss TLC…
Lexie quickly replies back.
Lexie: It’s Lexie.
Hayden: T, Lexie, C.
He smiles mockingly, knowing he's getting a reaction with each antagonistic statement. She walks up to him in the little distance that she created before.
Lexie: Lex-ie.
Hayden opens the bad and eats a chip before he speaks.
Hayden: Tell me, Lexus… what's your hang up on the name thing? I've seen you do this before. Is it a power move?
She looks visible annoyed at the Lexus comment, of all the nicknames she disliked, that was the top one.
Lexie: Because it’s my name. People work hard to slap on a PHd or a Dr. to theirs to get respect, I don’t need degrees or titles, my name, Lexie, will be a name respected in wrestling and life, duh.
A little aggravated she couldn’t take back the chips he started eating, nodding as he did.
Hayden: Is that so? So you want to be on a level with Prince, Sting, and shit like that? That's cool. Still have a way to go, better get a win tonight.
Lexie: I don’t need to be told. I’m going to get the win. Tables, Ladders and Chairs are a girl’s best friend tonight. When I win, NPP Boss can message me with my obvious title reward.
Hayden looks unsure as he eyes up Lexie.
Hayden: I don't know about that. I mean, you have to make a statement still, like I did with Newman last week and like I will do with Kingsley tonight in first blood. Can you make that much of a statement?
She took a little delight in his win over Kurt, after the fact he stole from her but then deterministically stands firm.
Lexie: Watch me.
<Lexie then turns on her heels, not really aware if Hayden eyed her up again or not, just seeking some solitude as she generally enjoyed.
Hayden then takes to eating one last chip, watching as she walks away.
Hayden: That's a walking volcano waiting to erupt… poor bastards in that TLC match.
A chuckle escapes him as he walks off, tossing the now empty bag on the ground.
Backstage, in preparation for her TLC match, Lexie is currently re-reading the message about the Infamy title that got released last show. Reading the word “Lucky” which she often associated with herself, ironically at the moment but she finally presses the key to get herself some chips for after the show and, as luck would have it, two bags come down in stead.
: May I?
A voice is heard from her right side, just before Hayden Lazarus walks into frame, smiling.
Hayden: Unless you want two. Otherwise, I'll be more than happy to relieve you of the extra bag.
Lexie sort of dramatically makes it known she’s mulling it over and then darts her eyes off and back to Hayden.
Lexie: I paid a buck, if you want a bag, pay up.
And she holds a hand out for a dollar. Hayden looks at her, his forehead wrinkling.
Hayden: A dollar? Whatever happened to giving?
Lexie sighs and throws the bag up in his direction with an eye roll, letting it fall behind her with her walk into his hands, perhaps a lucky throw.
Lexie: I have other things to deal with. Don’t expect such generosity each week.
Hayden: Aww, but you're always so giving and bubbly, Miss TLC.
Hayden’s tone is clearly sarcastic, laughing after he made it.
Hayden: Guess not everyone has the heart I do.
Lexie: Miss TLC?
She turns around with a little glare. Hayden raises his eyebrows.
Hayden: Something I said? Miss TLC…
Lexie quickly replies back.
Lexie: It’s Lexie.
Hayden: T, Lexie, C.
He smiles mockingly, knowing he's getting a reaction with each antagonistic statement. She walks up to him in the little distance that she created before.
Lexie: Lex-ie.
Hayden opens the bad and eats a chip before he speaks.
Hayden: Tell me, Lexus… what's your hang up on the name thing? I've seen you do this before. Is it a power move?
She looks visible annoyed at the Lexus comment, of all the nicknames she disliked, that was the top one.
Lexie: Because it’s my name. People work hard to slap on a PHd or a Dr. to theirs to get respect, I don’t need degrees or titles, my name, Lexie, will be a name respected in wrestling and life, duh.
A little aggravated she couldn’t take back the chips he started eating, nodding as he did.
Hayden: Is that so? So you want to be on a level with Prince, Sting, and shit like that? That's cool. Still have a way to go, better get a win tonight.
Lexie: I don’t need to be told. I’m going to get the win. Tables, Ladders and Chairs are a girl’s best friend tonight. When I win, NPP Boss can message me with my obvious title reward.
Hayden looks unsure as he eyes up Lexie.
Hayden: I don't know about that. I mean, you have to make a statement still, like I did with Newman last week and like I will do with Kingsley tonight in first blood. Can you make that much of a statement?
She took a little delight in his win over Kurt, after the fact he stole from her but then deterministically stands firm.
Lexie: Watch me.
<Lexie then turns on her heels, not really aware if Hayden eyed her up again or not, just seeking some solitude as she generally enjoyed.
Hayden then takes to eating one last chip, watching as she walks away.
Hayden: That's a walking volcano waiting to erupt… poor bastards in that TLC match.
A chuckle escapes him as he walks off, tossing the now empty bag on the ground.
MATCH EIGHT: RED, WHITE, AND FIRST BLOOD
Hayden Lazarus vs Steven Kingsley
Hayden Lazarus vs Steven Kingsley
RECAP With Queen Lara Chambers at ringside, she immediately begins rummaging under the ring for interesting things to use. She has her barbedwire bat, which she's set in Hayden's corner in case he needs to use it in the near future. She tosses in a chair, a kendo stick, and a stop sign before she bangs on the canvas for the boys to get the match on the way. She's saying what we're all thinking, both Kingsley and Hayden have watched Lara still the bell rang. Hayden, with an evil look on his face as he gazed at his beloved tossing his instruments. While Steven looks on, appearing a tad bit intimidated. That's mainly due to Lara at ringside, whereas he has nothing. With Lara's banging, Hayden is ripped from his trance and charges forward. Steven moves out of the way just in time, sending Lazarus straight into the ring post. He turns around to multiple right hands from Steven. He grabs Hayden by the waist out of the corner, spinning around and slamming Lazarus on his knee. Steven gets to his feet as Hayden arches his back. Kingsley looks to Lara and smirks, says something like, "You like this?" but is caught from behind by a running, leaping, Lazarus. He leaps into the air, using his athleticism to sit on top of Steven's shoulder for a moment, before leaning back into a reverse hurricanranna. The crowd is happy with the move, even if they aren't happy with Lazarus. Kingsley ends up with his back on the mat, which prompts Hayden to run for the ropes. He springboards off, smashing his forearm into Steven's forehead. Steven rolls around in pain. Hayden grabs the chair, taking a moment before bringing it above his head, and then back down onto Steven's face! Kingsley yells out in pain, grabbing his face and rolling around. He rolls clear out of the ring and to the outside. Hayden stands in the ring with the chair, looking to the crowd with a blank stare. Lara walks away to that side of the ring, a few seconds later getting Steven to his feet and sliding him into the ring. Hayden tosses the chair down, getting Steven up and headbutting him back down. Hayden slowly goes for the chair again, picking it up and looking back out at the crowd with his blank stare. The crowd winces, they don't want to see Kingsley's face smashed again. Hayden brings the chair above his head... And is smacked in the midsection with a kendo stick! Laying nenarby, was the kendo stick that Lara had thrown in earlier. Steven manages to reach over, grab it, and smack Hayden before he brings the chair down. Hayden grabs his mdisection, and Steven sits up with a horrible facial expression - obviously still in pain. From his position, he smacks the kendo stick across Hayden's forehead as he crouches, bringing Lazarus to the mat. It takes a few moments of either of them to get up, Steven using the ropes to aid him and Lazarus trying to stop himself from seeing stars, but eventually they're both up. Hayden tries to run at Steven, but Kingsley counters with a well placed flapjack! Right onto the stop sign that Lara had thrown in earlier! Lara has got to be kicking herself a little on the outside, but she looks mighty calm as she looks on. Kingsley helps Hayden to his feet, before throwing him over his shoulder. Hayden weighs a decent amount with his muscle, but isn't so tall that Steven can't carry him over his shoulder. With some trouble, but he does it...rushing forward and dropping Hayden face first into the turnbuckle. Lara is showing some signs of emotion now, mostly frustration, as she walks around the ring to the steel steps. She kicks them loose, before using all of her strength to lift them up, and pushes them through the ropes, into the ring. Steven sees this as he gets to his feet, looking at Lara with a puzzled look. Lara shrugs, before pointing out that she didn't hit him. He nods, before turning back to Hayden. He grabs Hayden by the head, helping him to his feet the rest of the way. Lifting him up, he drops into an atomic drop, before transitioning into a smooth scoop slam. He's feeling mighty good about the match right now, helping Hayden up for what he hopes to be the last time. He sets up for the Fatal Flaw (Gordbuser into Punt Kick to Chest). Kingsley has him on his shoulder, tosses him off... But Hayden uses the momentum, pushing FURTHER away from Steven as he throws him off his shoulders. This causes Steven to miss with his kick. This allows Hayden to capitalize, putting Steven on his own shoulders and hitting a fast firemans carry into a drilling moonsault. Steven hits the mat hard, but pops up! Half from instinct, half from impact. Lazarus lands and swift kick to the midsection, before spiking Kingsley with a Hail Hayden (Spinning Double Underhook Facebuster)! RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! Kingsley rolls over, seeing stars, but trying with all his might to fight against the fatigue. He can't stand up, but manages to roll over. Of course, that's when the referee spots the blood trickling down Kingsley's forehead from the last shot. Steven lays upon the canvas as the bell rings. Lara Chambers enters the ring, her trusty bat within her hands even if she didn't have to use it tonight. The referee begins to walk over, but Lara cuts him off, raising Hayden's hand instead. WINNER Hayden Lazarus METHOD First Blood MATCH LENGTH 10:02 FINISHING MOVE Hail Hayden (Spinning Double Underhook Facebuster) |
BACKSTAGE
The camera opens in one of the locker rooms backstage in the Knitting Factory. The number one contender for the North Pacific Pro Championship, Stone Hendrix, is seen dressed ready to compete and sitting on a locker room bench but has his face in his hands and his foot rapidly tapping on the locker room floor. He raises his head and lets out a sigh as he sees the locker room door open and in walks Fiona Larson. He forces a smile but he’s clearly showing his nerves. Noticing something being off Fiona walks over to him and places her hand on his back.
Fiona: Psst, this is when you’re supposed to be bouncing around and ready to get out there and win.
He lets out another sigh and looks just over his shoulder at her.
Stone Hendrix: It’s just… I am so close to that championship and what if I stumble? Rhett and Sophia are really really talented and what if they beat me and show that I’m not as good as I really am?
Fiona: I can understand that thought process but look at what you've already done. You're just as dang talented as those two and if you're getting in your head like this before the match is that going to help or hinder?
She smiles brightly.
Fiona: Besides, I know you have this. You're going to go out there, fight your hardest and get your hand raised in victory when all is said and done.
He looks down and bites at his lower lip before looking back up at Fiona.
Stone Hendrix: How are you so sure Fi?
Fiona: Because I have faith in you. I know what you can do and I know you're going to put your all into what you set your mind to and I'm going to be right there cheering for you the whole time.
Stone Hendrix: You mean I have my secret weapon? My good luck charm? My girlfriend?
He looks back to her and smiles.
Fiona: Yes! That exac-
She stops herself as a deep blush comes to her cheeks.
Fiona: Wait… What?
He smiles again.
Stone Hendrix: My girlfriend is my good luck charm? Cause you are and it’s going to put me over the edge tonight.
The deep crimson doesn't fade from her cheeks as she giggles softly and nods.
Fiona: Well.. I'm not going to argue with you there.
He leans up and kisses her on the lips.
Stone Hendrix: Thank you for being amazing, Fi… I’m gonna win this one for you.
The camera opens in one of the locker rooms backstage in the Knitting Factory. The number one contender for the North Pacific Pro Championship, Stone Hendrix, is seen dressed ready to compete and sitting on a locker room bench but has his face in his hands and his foot rapidly tapping on the locker room floor. He raises his head and lets out a sigh as he sees the locker room door open and in walks Fiona Larson. He forces a smile but he’s clearly showing his nerves. Noticing something being off Fiona walks over to him and places her hand on his back.
Fiona: Psst, this is when you’re supposed to be bouncing around and ready to get out there and win.
He lets out another sigh and looks just over his shoulder at her.
Stone Hendrix: It’s just… I am so close to that championship and what if I stumble? Rhett and Sophia are really really talented and what if they beat me and show that I’m not as good as I really am?
Fiona: I can understand that thought process but look at what you've already done. You're just as dang talented as those two and if you're getting in your head like this before the match is that going to help or hinder?
She smiles brightly.
Fiona: Besides, I know you have this. You're going to go out there, fight your hardest and get your hand raised in victory when all is said and done.
He looks down and bites at his lower lip before looking back up at Fiona.
Stone Hendrix: How are you so sure Fi?
Fiona: Because I have faith in you. I know what you can do and I know you're going to put your all into what you set your mind to and I'm going to be right there cheering for you the whole time.
Stone Hendrix: You mean I have my secret weapon? My good luck charm? My girlfriend?
He looks back to her and smiles.
Fiona: Yes! That exac-
She stops herself as a deep blush comes to her cheeks.
Fiona: Wait… What?
He smiles again.
Stone Hendrix: My girlfriend is my good luck charm? Cause you are and it’s going to put me over the edge tonight.
The deep crimson doesn't fade from her cheeks as she giggles softly and nods.
Fiona: Well.. I'm not going to argue with you there.
He leans up and kisses her on the lips.
Stone Hendrix: Thank you for being amazing, Fi… I’m gonna win this one for you.
HEADLINE: TLC
LEGATO vs Lexie
LEGATO vs Lexie
RECAP Our two competitors look around the ring, and are surprised that the NPP staff have already littered the ring and surrounding areas with the materials of TLC. Two ladders are set up on the outside of the ring, two tables opposing those, and four chairs inside the ring, wedged into each corner. The two meet each other in the middle of the ring where LEGATO tries to tie up, but Lexie dodges it completely, dropping to her feet and trying to sweep LEGATO. He sees it coming, jumps, and avoids her legs. He jolts forward with his knee, smashing it to her head. LEGATO helps Lexie up, giving her a POWERFUL whip to the corner...where a chair is wedged! Lexie goes chest first into the chair and bounces off. Lexie clutches her chest, rolling around to her stomach and pushing herself up. However, LEGATO has walked over to her, standing above her. As she pushes up, LEGATO uses his right leg, pushing her head back down to the canvas. We hear some boos come from the crowd. Lexie tries to get up again, and LEGATO connects with a HARD smack to the back of her head - simply to be petty. This gets a loud more boos for our champion. He slowly helps Lexie to her feet, but she swats him away, landing a jumping spike DDT. LEGATO is stunned, mostly from surprise, and Lexie immediately rolls from the ring. She's goes a plan. She collapses a table, sliding it into the ring before she slides in herself. She's met with multiple stomps from LEGATO to keep her down. She battles upwards, pushing LEGATO back into the corner. He uses the perpendicular ropes to avoid the chair, lifting his left leg up and kicking Lexie into the face. He reaches behind him, unlodging the chair from the corner. He turns around right into a kick to the midsection from Lexie. He drops the chair. With all the power in that small body, she somehow plants LEGATO with a Lex-Plex (Snap Japanese Ocean Drop) onto the chair! She bridges for the pin but LEGATO kicks out! Lexie slides out of the ring again, this time collapsing a ladder, and sliding it into the ring. She's obviously eager to use all the toys at her disposal. This time LEGATO waits for her on the other side of the ring. He runs forward, taking her down with a high knee. LEGATO goes for the table, leaning it against the open corner instead of setting it up fully. He goes to Lexie, landing a few right hands to wear her down, before giving her another powerful whip to the corner...this time into a table! ...but miraculously, it doesn't break. The crowd yells in amazement, and LEGATO looks on with confusion. Of course, Lexie still hits the table hard, resting against it now. However, it obviously doesn't have the intended effect. Plan B, LEGATO rushes forward, planting Lexie directly in the chest with a running missile dropkick that gets MAJOR air, through the table! ...or not? Again, the table DOESN'T break. Lexie suffers from the impact of course, falling to the canvas, but the table remains intact. I suppose they don't call her Lucky Lexie for nothing. LEGATO, now slightly determined to break this damn table, takes it from the corner and sets it up normally. However, Lexie is back on her feet, clubbing LEGATO in the back with an axehandle. She places a hand on the back of his head, slamming it int the table. LEGATO stumbles back, and she takes him down with a knee trembler. She capitalizes with a few stomps but LEGATO powers through them back to his feet. She gets in a few more right hands, before flooring him again with a facebuster. She looks around the ring, her eyes settling on the ladder, that she sets up in the middle of the ring. She gives LEGATO a few stomps, in hopes of keeping him down a bit longer, before she begins her ascent up the ladder steps. She only gets about half way before LEGATO clubs her in the back, stopping her ascent. Again, he gives her a hard right hand to her back to keep her in place. On the same side of the ladder, LEGATO begins to climb up as well, grasping Lexie from behind. The assumption is that maybe he's going for some kind of german suplex from the middle of the ladder. We'll never know though, as Lexie gives him an elbow to the face. Lexie looks over her shoulder to see LEGATO hit the canvas, though he lands on his feet. He stumbles for a moment, gaining his footing. Lexie leaps off her halfway point, hitting LEGATO right in the face with what can only be described as a senton kick! It floors LEGATO, and instantly sends the fans to their feet. Lexie crawls over and hooks the leg. One...Two...Kickout! Lexie looks disappointed as she staggers to her feet, but she knows the fight isn't over. She grabs LEGATO by the hair, slamming his face into one of the wedged chairs. He spins around, dropping to his knees. Lexie goes for a roundhouse to the back of his head, but LEGATO ducks, catching her on the spin for a lungblower. He quickly rushes to the ladder that has remained in standing position. From the opposite side, he pushes, and it topples over onto Lexie! ...or does it? In that split second, Lexie manages to roll away to the corner of the ring. She sits on the ground, starring with wide eyes at the ladder that's just narrowly missed her. LEGATO ignores what appears to be another miracle, and plants her with a low dropkick to her seated position in the corner. He waits for her to get up, and she attempts to connect with a lariat. LEGATO catches her arm, twisting it over and bringing her over into a backslide pin. One...Two...Kickout! Lexie managed to roll over, and then onto her feet, rushing forward into a spear where she grabs LEGATO's legs on the way down, flipping over into a bridged pin. One...Two...Kickout! The pair of them get to their feet, and Lexie puts him into a DDT position. LEGATO drops to his knees, before gut punching Lexie. She doubles over. LEGATO lifts her from behind and drills her with the Fatal Attraction (Reverse Brainbuster), right through the table! The wooden pieces of the table fly everywhere, Lexie lies in the heap motionless. LEGATO, feeling a little damage from the table risk and therefore clutching his arm, turns to his opposite side, laying his back across Lexie's chest for the three count. The bell rings, and LEGATO is given the North Pacific Championship, raising it high. WINNER LEGATO METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 15:12 FINISHING MOVE Fatal Attraction (Reverse Brainbuster) |
BACKSTAGE
The scene cuts backstage to Rhett Adelson, who is already dressed down into his ring attire. He has a confident look on his face as he looks into the camera. A few more moments pass before he begins to speak.
Rhett Adelson: Tonight is the 4th of July, a celebration of Independence. My father fought for this and my brother gave his life for it in the Marines. So today is a day I remember my best friend, my brother, who I lost a few years ago.
Rhett sighs and shakes his head.
Rhett Adelson: It’s something I think about every day, but today it hits me even more and you know what? I’m going to use these thoughts and feelings to fuel me in the main event tonight. I always fight in my brother’s memory but it’ll be even more tonight. This is more than proving that I belong in the main event and that I should be the number one contender. Tonight means everything to me.
Rhett pulls the dog tags from his neck and holds them in front of the camera.
Rhett Adelson: These were my brother’s. It’s the only thing of his that were found when he went missing in action. Like I’ve said before, I wear these out to the ring in honor of him and tonight, it’s going to be huge for me to go out there and perform to the best of my abilities.
He puts the dog tags back on and nods confidently.
Rhett Adelson: Sophia and Stone both have a say in wanting to be at the top of North Pacific Pro, but I don’t think they want it as much as I do. No…
He shakes his head.
Rhett Adelson: I KNOW they don’t want it as much as me. They don’t fight for the same reasons that I do. This? This entire life of mine is a fight. So many battles I have going on here and here..
He points to his head and then his heart.
Rhett Adelson: Tonight, the main event is going to have all of the fireworks that the fans could possibly ask for. But at the end of it? I’m going to be standing tall over everyone. Bet.
Rhett walks out of the frame and the scene cuts away.
The scene cuts backstage to Rhett Adelson, who is already dressed down into his ring attire. He has a confident look on his face as he looks into the camera. A few more moments pass before he begins to speak.
Rhett Adelson: Tonight is the 4th of July, a celebration of Independence. My father fought for this and my brother gave his life for it in the Marines. So today is a day I remember my best friend, my brother, who I lost a few years ago.
Rhett sighs and shakes his head.
Rhett Adelson: It’s something I think about every day, but today it hits me even more and you know what? I’m going to use these thoughts and feelings to fuel me in the main event tonight. I always fight in my brother’s memory but it’ll be even more tonight. This is more than proving that I belong in the main event and that I should be the number one contender. Tonight means everything to me.
Rhett pulls the dog tags from his neck and holds them in front of the camera.
Rhett Adelson: These were my brother’s. It’s the only thing of his that were found when he went missing in action. Like I’ve said before, I wear these out to the ring in honor of him and tonight, it’s going to be huge for me to go out there and perform to the best of my abilities.
He puts the dog tags back on and nods confidently.
Rhett Adelson: Sophia and Stone both have a say in wanting to be at the top of North Pacific Pro, but I don’t think they want it as much as I do. No…
He shakes his head.
Rhett Adelson: I KNOW they don’t want it as much as me. They don’t fight for the same reasons that I do. This? This entire life of mine is a fight. So many battles I have going on here and here..
He points to his head and then his heart.
Rhett Adelson: Tonight, the main event is going to have all of the fireworks that the fans could possibly ask for. But at the end of it? I’m going to be standing tall over everyone. Bet.
Rhett walks out of the frame and the scene cuts away.
MAIN EVENT: TRIPLE THREAT
Stone Hendrix vs Sophia Pike vs Rhett Adelson
Stone Hendrix vs Sophia Pike vs Rhett Adelson
RECAP The bell rings and right from the start it's hard to keep track of the three. They're gunning it pretty hard, throwing rights at both opponents whenever they can. As soon as one seems to be knocked away, the other runs up. It's an interesting display of chaos as the three try to gain more of a footing against each other. The pace of the match is able to change when Rhett catches Stone's arm, twisting into a hook kick right to the jaw. Hendrix hits the canvas. Sophia sees the opening, catching Rhett into a snap suplex. Sophia stands back on her feet, only to get caught with a bulldog DDT from behind from Stone. Taking the time to hit anything other than an elbow or right hand easily leaves you open to your opponents. The three all seem to realize this at the same time, getting to their feet at separate points around the ring, and gazing back and forth. The NPP Faithful launch into an uproar. All three lunge forward, throwing right hands every which way again. Complete chaos somehow made with only three people, it becomes very difficult to tell who even has the upperhand between them all. That is, until Rhett lands a well placed uppercut that knocks Sophia off her feet. Thinking fast, she rolls to the side of the ring and out of harms way. Rhett spins around, eating a mafia kick from Stone. He takes a moment to catch his own breath as Rhett gets to his feet. Adelson wastes no time now that it's just the two of them. He runs, delivering an outstanding slingblade. He helps Stone get to his feet, kicking him in the midsection and spiking him with a headlock driver. Rhett looks like he's about to make a pin, but Stone isn't down and out just yet, kicking Rhett away. Stone rolls backwards, putting as much space as possible between himself and Adelson as he stands up on his feet. Adelson isn't about that game, rushing towards him. Stone is able to see it coming, countering into a wondrous tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that gets a rather loud cheer from the crowd. Rhett climbs to his feet with some trouble, and Stone grabs the back of his head, thrusting it into his forearm. Rhett doesn't fall though, instead stumbling into the corner. Stone runs, jumping and splashing Adelson into the corner. He falls forward and hits the canvas. Hendrix rolls him over, hoping for a quick pin. One...Adelson goes to kick out but the pin is broken by Sophia anyway. She's back in the ring, more than recharged. She starts stomping both Rhett and Stone to death. She's able to keep it up for a while, but eventually the boys make it to their feet. Sophia gives Stone a stiff lariat down, before turning to Rhett and nailing him with a reverse STO. Rhett's face collides with the canvas, and he's feeling it for sure. He uses Sophia's strategy, rolling to the outskirts of the ring to catch his breath, relatively out of harm's way for now. Stone lands a chop to Sophia, which takes the wind right out of her, but she's able to come back at him with a hip toss. Stone rolls through and back to his feet, before Pike kicks him to the midsection and drops him with a low angle DDT. Sophia rolls him over and tries to hook the leg, but Hendrix kicks outs. She takes him back down with an arm drag, which she transitions into an armbar. Stone yells out, but fights against it, still in control of his body and able to spin around to the ropes. The ref calls for the rope break and Sophia steps off with her hands raised. She waits for Stone to get up, and steps close to him but is hit with an elbow. Stone spins, catching Sophia with a swinging neckbreaker. Stone catches his breath for a moment while Sophia gets up. He battles her into the corner, getting the upperhand with a few gut punches. He raises her up onto the turnbuckle, and uses the height for a high impact spinebuster that has Sophia's head bouncing off the canvas! Stone covers. One..two...kickout! Hendrix slowly helps Sophia up, but Pike blocks a right hand from Hendrix, before taking him back to the canvas with an arm wringer, transitioning into a hammerlock. She's thought about her positioning this time, getting him right in the middle of the ring. He yells out, and can't move...but Rhett Adelson jumps in, dropping a knee at Sophia, forcing her to break the hold. As Sophia rolls to her feet, Rhett is able to take her back down with a russian legsweep. Adelson uses the ropes to help him up, spotting Stone across the ring. He's able to spot him just in time, as Stone runs forward looking for a freestand Stone Kick (Running Big Boot, usually to a corner opponent). Rhett YANKS the ropes down, causing Stone to get his leg caught on the ropes, before Adelson lets go. The ropes raise back up, putting Stone into an even more peculiar situation. Rhett acts on it, hitting a jumping calf kick to Stone' back, and Hendrix tumbles to the outside. Meanwhile, Sophia had taken the time to catch her breath, and now approaches Rhett again. She lands a forearm to his chest, getting him against the ropes, and whipping him across the ring. Pike goes for a back body drop, but Rhett tries to counter, floating over into a DDT...only to have Sophia counter his counter, grabbing his around his midsection and hitting a perfect Northern Lights suplex. She bridges, but only gets a two counts. Sophia gets Rhett to his feet, and he tries his best to battle back. He appears to win the exchange, and slings her arm over his shoulder. He lifts her up into a suplex...only to have Sophia shift her weight. She falls to the canvas, grabbing Rhett's head into a falling reverse DDT as she does. Rhett can't seem to catch a break as Sophia again counters his move. She tries for another cover. One..two...kickout again! Pike capitalizes, dragging Rhett up, and drilling him with a HIIIGHHH Saito suplex. Sophia is loving this, and Adelson looks to be in trouble. Again, she gets him to his feet, and again he tries to battle her with right hands. Sophia blocks, before landing an elbow. She goes for a knee to the chest...but Rhett finds the energy to move, and knock her knee away. Sophia's facial expression is priceless, before she's taken to the floor with a closeline! She rolls to her feet, and Rhett hits her with ANOTHER closeline. She's a bit slower this time, before Rhett gives her a third, this time putting his full weight in, and falling into it. The two roll to opposite sides, using the ropes to stand. Sophia rushes him, and Rhett launches her up and over. Not too far over though, as Sophia safely lands on the apron behind Rhett. Adelson doesn't notice it at first. Pike reaches a leg through the ropes, jamming it into the back of his knee. Rhett is instantly put on his knees, and Sophia reaches forward, applying a chinlock from the other side of the ropes. Rhett yells out, and fights against her. He chops both of her hands, hitting himself as well in the process, but she lets go. He spins around, jumping into a pele kick and connecting with Sophia's head! Rhett looks through his sweat drenched stands of hair in his face, seeing Sophia lying on the outside of the ring. He smiles to himself, before Stone grabs him from behind, sliding Rhett into a schoolboy that catches him completely off guard. One...two...three! Rhett powers out just a second too late! The force pushes Stone to his feet and into the corner as the bell sounds. Even he looks pretty surprised, but it fades into triumph as his hand is raised. Rhett, on his knees, looks on, still in total surprise. He puts his hands on his head, really wanting the win here tonight. Sophia, on the outside of the ring and now on her feet, definitely does not look happy. She slides into the ring with a menacing look on her face. It's the second time she feels screwed out of a win that should have been hers. She forcefully points to Stone, getting in his face and even touching his chest with her pointer finger. Stone looks offended, but doesn't act on it just yet. Sophia slaps him across his face, that can be heard around the world! Ooooooooo goes the NPP Faithful. Rhett runs forward, trying to get between the two as Stone inches forward, holding his face. In response, Sophia slaps Rhett across the face too. Adelson looks at her, clutching his cheek... And she goes for a closeline! Rhett ducks, ending up on the other side of Sophia and starts throwing right hands. Pike throws them back. It's as if the match has restarted again, minus one detail...Stone Hendrix. He runs up to where the pair are standing hitting a double closeline to both, knocking them clear out of the ring. Stone steps back into the center of the ring, raising his hand high. WINNER Stone Hendrix METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 16:23 FINISHING MOVE Schoolboy |