Post by Commissioner on Feb 5, 2020 8:28:00 GMT
“The following is a paid advertisement by the Beyond Corporation.”
Page Killebrew: Ahh man, I finally get to meet the big bushy eye-browed beaut Cass Baumer In the flesh. The journalist, the troublemaker, and now… A member of NPP. Welcome.
He sat the belt on Ayano’s table before extending a hand to Baumer who turns to see she’s got the champion’s attention. She smiles and brushes her dirty blonde hair out of her eyes, the new stylish cap atop her head.
Cass Baumer: Straight up? It didn’t feel real ‘til I beat Honami in that Falls Count Anywhere bout back at INFAMY: Episode Six. I knew she could handle herself in the ring, but I made sure to keep it all at ringside.
The former reporter points to her head imitating the famous Eddie Murphy smart gif with a bright yellowed smile from all her smoking. Her Americanized kiwi accent is different than the champion’s rural fraternity dialect, but she’s still understood.
Cass Baumer: And now I’ve got this Pledge Class tournament you’ve got set up to look forward to tonight, eh?
Page Killebrew: Oh yeah, that’s right. I’m looking for the best of all the NPP pledges. Someone that embodies what it means to be completely impure.
He taps his belt with his free hand.
Page Killebrew: Someone who exemplifies the values of a Kappa Mu. You think that’s you?
The resourceful combatant thinks about it for a moment, her heavy blue eyes darting back and forth between the Impure Championship and the champion himself.
Cass Baumer: So what are the values of Kappa Mu?
Page pulls up his hand for the camera to list them off.
Page Killebrew: Drinking. Raging. And being on a whoooole higher level than the competition. With some occasional philanthropic work. But I got a feeling about you. I think you’ve got what it takes to win this whole thing… And just maybe you’ll get a good show and tango for my belt right there.
Cass smiles wide at all the champion said, adjusting her open leather jacket while she concentrates on the details of the metal plate at the front of the title belt. She palms the corner of the merchandise table and crosses her legs with a smirk, Operative Beta and Mint Julep Ayano idly watching what transpires in front of them.
Cass Baumer: Oh, I can do all that! It’ll take a hell of a lot of work to get the points I need to face you for the gold, but I’ve suffered through all that the dojo’s put me through back in Japan. This’ll be good as gold.
Page nods in response, grabbing the championship off the table and slinging it over his shoulder.
Cass Baumer: Listen! It was nice talking to ya, but I’ve gotta prepare. Good luck in your match against Sophia.
Page Killebrew: Good luck to you, too. With the competition in the running, you’re gonna need it.
With that, Cass walks in the opposite direction towards the monitor area to continue to diligently scout her new co-workers with the notebook in her travel bag. Killebrew walks in the opposite direction, roaming down the hall towards his locker room while another string of customers approaches an excited Mint Julep Ayano to purchase more Beyond Corporation products.
ULTRAVIOLENT FATAL FOUR WAY
Johnny Hallows vs Bianca LeBlanc vs Caspar Collins vs Sky George
RECAP As the bell rings, it's clear from the start that each person has brought their own weapon to the ring, as well as Mint Julep being at the ringside weapons table. Bianca is not about the match, screams, and ducks out under the ropes to start. Disgusted. Leaving the three we have left. Sky uses brass knuckles to the stomach immediately, but isn't able to capitalize when she gets hit in the back with Hallows' chair. Instead of using the heavy end of the fire extinguisher that Caspar brought, he crouches, holding his gut, and sprays the hell out of both Sky and Johnny. This gives Caspar the time to walk out of the ring and grab a..frying pan...from the weapons table. Mint Julep smiles and nods, typing on a small handheld. Apparently she's swiped everyone's card before the match, smart move. Caspar jumps up on the apron and smacks Sky in the back with the frying pan. She falls forward to the mat. Collins doesn't have time to strike Hallows though, as Johnny gives him a right hand. He goes for another but Caspar ducks, shouldering Hallows in the stomach, before leaping over into a sunset flip pin attempt. One...Sky breaks the count by giving Caspar an axe handle smash to the back of the head. Quickly, she undoes the nearest turnbuckle cover, and as Caspar tries to rush her, she reverses him, sending him face first into the exposed turnbuckle. She goes to town on him, stomping like there's no tomorrow. She knows she's not getting any points but hell, he hit her in the back with a frying pan. This has given Johnny a chance to make his first purchase of the night. Of course, it's going to be a light tube. He's entering the ring as Sky as gotten Caspar to his feet. Johnny rushes Sky, looking to take her out, but George spins, allowing Hallows to smash the light tube across Caspar's head instead. It bursts everywhere - and Johnny doesn't seem too broken up about hitting Caspar instead. He just can't pin him yet, as Sky tackles him through the ropes, causing them both to hit the ground outside. What happens next is a bit of a riot. The two are directly next to Mint Julep, who politely acknowledges the weapons table. Sky uses the table to get to her feet, before grabbing a stop sign and shoving it in Johnny's midsection. Hallows leans over, coincidentally on weapons table. Sky goes to hit him again, but he grabs a kendo stick from the table, shoving it into the air, long ways, and stopping the stop sign. Sky receives a kick to her own stomach, in which she drops the stop sign. Johnny smacks her in the side with the kendo stick. Sky yells out and starts to walk the opposite direction, but still alongside the table. However, they're both in this for the win. Johnny doesn't capitalize, but throws the kendo stick down. Both Johnny and Sky pick up two new weapons instead. Sky grabs a night stick, and Johnny grabs a wooden plank. THey both go to hit each other, and collide again. They reel back, vibrations sent through their hands. They both lift again, this time going for a side hit...again at the same time. And both yell out, dropping the items and hitting the floor with their backs arched. Once up, Johnny grabs one of those small containers of thumbtacks and runs the opposite direction, but Sky grabs one of those six foot lamps and is able to knock him as he's running away. Johnny falls to the floor, and the thumbtacks go all over the ground. Sky gets the idea to use them, and gets Johnny to his feet. She tries to suplex him, but he flips it around, suplexing her onto the floor and thumbtacks, though forgetting he's also hitting both, as well. Again, they use either side of the weapons table to get to their feet, grabbing the first thing that comes to their hands. For Johnny it's a ...vinyl record? He turns and breaks it on Sky anyway. Luckily for Sky, she grabs pepper spray, spraying the hell out of Johnny. Mint trots away from the spray, though still keeping a watchful eye on her table and totaling up these two with a smile on her face. At some point, Caspar has gotten to his feet, still inside the ring, and enjoying the show. He's gotten about someone though, think we all did. Bianca LeBlanc, suddenly super into the match, smashes Caspar in the back of the head with her trusty mirror. He falls to the ground, and Bianca pins him with the end of her heel. The other two don't even realize. One...Two...Three! Bianca - 11 Sky - 8 Johnny - 6 Caspar - 2 WINNER Bianca LeBlanc METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 9:49 FINISHING MOVE Smashed Mirror |
The camera begins to search backstage, looking through the halls until we land upon one of the newer signees of North Pacific Pro, Una Blade. She's walking along the hallway with a giant smile upon her face.
Una: "It feels great to finally be here, NPP! It is I, the One and Una!"
She smiles brighter, whipping her pig tails from side to side.
Una: "Tonight may be my NPP debut, but it's far from the first time I'm stepping into a ring. I've been in the game a while now. I'm carrying experience and strength when I step into the ring tonight against Operative Beta. I know he's no push over, that's for sure, but I have a good feeling that tonight is going to go my way."
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a woman with dark hair can be seen ducking on Una, striking her in the knee. Una yells out and falls on the same knee. Once the unknown woman stands up, you can see a pair of brass knuckles on her right hand, that she used to hit Una in the knee with. The one goes for a bicycle knee, which causes Una's head to bounce off the nearby wall and temporarily knock her out. The woman brings herself back to her feet.
Helena: "Well, that one was getting annoying."
She smirks and walks off, blowing on her brass knuckles as she does.
Cass Baumer vs Andrew Krazy vs Dickie Watson vs RUiN
RECAP The same as last match, everyone seems to have made some sort of Beyond purchase, or bought elsewhere, in order to start with their own object. Almost everyone, RUiN has nothing but his fists. Cass a lead pipe, Andrew an 8ball in a sock, and Dickie, a baseball bat. As the bell rings, they somehow all knock what to do. They turn, and all hit RUiN, one by one, causing him to topple over the ropes. Andrew is the first to turn on him comrades, closelining Cass to the mat. Dickie leaps into the air, landing a tornado DDT to Krazy. But with Cass up, she launches him over into a northern lights suplex. Cass turns back to Andrew, getting to his feet, and the two begin to throw rights. Dickie gets onto his feet just as Andrew is arm dragging Cass across the ring. She gets upon the apron, on the other side of the ropes. She catches a right from Andrew before suplexing both of them over the ropes and to the ground below. As Dickie sees this, his own feet are swept from beneath him, as RUiN drags him to the outside. RUiN grabs him by the neck, throwing him right into the barricade. He grabs Dickie by the neck, this time screaming in his face, before throwing him into the barricade again. Regarding our other two, Cass is back on her feet, and she grabs a kendo stick from the table, albeit holding her arm as if she'd taken a hard fall as well. Lucky for her, because RUiN had come to collect on her, as well. She's able to smack him with the kendo stick, and although it fights him back for a second, he eats the shot and moves forward. Cass hits him again, same thing. Momentary slow down. So she goes ham, and hits him so many times all over that he finally timbers, and her kendo stick breaks. She looks up to the point display, feeling like she should have about 100 but she's only got 2. Sucks for Cass, especially since Andrew Krazy is able to take advantage. He kicks her to the midsection, and brings her up onto his shoulders, then back down...right onto the steel steps for a somoan drop. Of course, he hurts himself a bit too, though Baumer takes the grunt of the move. The four struggle to get to their feet, but Dickie is first, walking over to where the other three are, near the Beyond table. That's when RUiN gets on his feet again, and Dickie has an "oh fuck" look on his face. He rushes backwards, and RUiN picks up speed. This causes Dickie to reach into the crowd and grab a crowd sign, throwing it at RUiN. Of course, there's little effect, but his name gets a point. RUiN keeps after him. Dickie reaches into the crowd again and pulls out...a bucket of popcorn? Screw it, he throws that at RUiN too. The next few seconds is simply that, Dickie reaching into the crowd...and people reaching up to Dickie for him to take their items. Their items that do no damage but eh, at least they're helping. A soda, a hot dog. Dickie is screwed, but he leaps up onto the barricade and runs along it, trying to sneak past RUiN. Instead, of knocks the suspended camera, which smacks RUiN right in the face and floors him. On her feet and seeing this, Cass had grabbed a chair from under the ring, leaping forward into a splash with the chair. She feels the effects too, but hopefully RUiN stays down a little longer. Dickie pulls her off, and the two begin to trade right hands, until they're both knocks back down by Andrew running with a ladder on his neck. As Cass and Dickie struggle to their feet, Andrew takes time to get the ladder off his neck. Then, he sets his sights on Dickie, who is crawling to the Beyond table. Just like everyone else, he grabs the first thing he can find. A...canvas painting? As he's holding it up to see, he narrowly misses a punch from Andrew, who accidently punches the the canvas instead, getting his arm stuck. Dickie spins him around, using the canvas, and slams him face first into the camera. Cass rushes Andrew, but he sees it coming and slides back into the ring. Cass follows. Dickie doesn't have time to follow, as the "oh fuck" look on his face as returned, as RUiN sits up again. He quickly grabs an oversized wrench, hitting RUiN in the stomach, before leaping up into a hurricanranna that puts RUiN directly through the Beyond table. Technically he hit multiple weapons, but Dickie only gets a single point for the table itself. Inside the ring, Cass has gotten the better of Krazy and hit the Bleeding Edge for the three count, before Dickie had time to slide back to the ring himself. Cass - 13 Dickie - 9 Andrew - 4 RUiN - 0 WINNER Cass Baumer METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 10:35 FINISHING MOVE Bleeding Edge (Punt Kick) |
“There comes a time when the hunters become the hunted.”
The scene opens up inside a hangar that by the looks of things has been overrun by time itself. A single metal garbage can is lit on fire in what appears to be the middle of this whole place. The light of the fire seems to be the only light source in this whole place as the voice continues.
“It feels like old history when we heard of an empire bending and spreading to the wishes of people from the steppes. The kind of history that, today, seems only like myths and legends. The kind of stories you might tell your children in order to get them to behave a certain way in a certain place…”
The sounds of steps moving closer and closer to the light becomes more ominous by the minute. Like there’s some kind of beast lurking in the shadows waiting to strike it’s victim.
“De mi nem történelem… we’re very real. We might be the only real thing you might see in the whole tag team division here in North Pacific Pro, because when we hunt… it’s no sport.”
Three figures become visible as they approach the light. Two massive men and a skinnier one. As they keep walking it’s clear that the two bigger men are wearing jeans and a coat made from some sort of goat skin or something. The skinnier man wears a tailor made suit. It quickly becomes obvious that the skinnier man is the one doing the talking as he smirks once he’s completely in the view of the camera.
“For us it’s not a matter of digging graves, chasing the sun or even being at the top of the mountain. We want to make the whole division crumble to our feet. Just like our ancestors did with Ancient Rome.”
The two larger men approach the one doing the talking as he continues.
“Build your empires, build your thrones… make yourself as comfortable as you can. Be the best fighters you can be, bring the weapons you want. Say whatever you want to say… you can’t change history repeating itself over and over and over again. This time, the empire might be different; this time the warriors might be different; the weapons might be different… the stakes might be different… but the end remains the same…”
As he says that the two larger men kick the trash can spreading the fire towards the camera. The one that has been doing the talking thus far smiles and lets out a bit of a chuckle as he continues.
“We will burn it down… because my name is Atilla and these is my Death Squad… and in your empire... we’ll HUNT, we’ll FIND and we’ll KILL... Próbálj meg minket…”
After saying that the scene fades to black.
Operative Beta w/ Mint Julep Ayano vs Una Blade
RECAP Operative Beta seems primed and ready to go at the start of the match, though his facial features wouldn’t be indicative of anything other than extreme focus. His manager Mint Julep Ayano however, is very emphatic at ring side with her Beyond Corporation merch. His opponent however was a little worse for wear at the start of the match after her previous altercation a little earlier in the night, but Una Blade, being the slightly dark, nerdy,physically intimidating, and high energy veteran that she is made sure to make her presence known as she charged toward Beta. Beta spotted her attempt and managed to side step her just in time for a knee lift. Gripping her by the shoulders and sending his knee directly into her abdomen Una doubled over just in time for a gutwrench suplex. Rolling through the move as he hit it, a mounted Beta reigns in an impressive couple of strikes before he lifts Una back up to her feet and looks to do something a little more damaging going in for a Powerbomb which he lands successfully. One, Two, Kickout! The close call shows remnants of Una’s previous altercation, but she’s not done yet as Beta quickly stays on the offensive, sending her into the corner he follows behind with an impressive corner clothesline, not letting up he keeps Una from falling to the mat by placing his elbow into her collarbone only to slowly lead her out of the corner taking his arm and looping it around her neck his brings his free arm up to where both of his wrist interlaps over his hand into a tightly locked sleeper hold. Una fights for several moments but Beta’s strength is truly immeasurable as the referee checks on her seeing if she was wants to submit or if she is passing out due to the hold. Somehow, someway she is able to fight her out however, as she uses her physical strength to back Beta into the corner, it takes not once, but twice in doing so for Beta to fully release his grip as he does she turns on him looking to go for the move she calls the Destructo Disc only to have her forearm his the side of his face, instead of the full elbow turn. Despite the miscalculation the move is enough to stun Beta into a combination move of a beautifully executed facecrusher. As Beta’s back hits the mat he rolls over onto his back the little bit of momentum gain giving Una a chance to run towards the rope and barrel back with a running leg drop as she covers quickly One, Kickout! Beta Shows his true resilency as Mint can be heard at ringside, though it seems her cheers are more to showcase the supreme capabilities of Beyond Corporation than to necessarily cheer Beta on (What can we say, she’s a sales person). Yet Una is not phased as she lifts Beta up once more and sends him down with an arm-trap DDT. For another pinfall attempt, that only gives her a two count. The NPP fans seem to be in favor or both competitors as Una respectfully lets Beta get back to his feet this time, taking a moment herself to regain some of her momentum since it is clear she is still not up to par. As he makes it to his feet Beta sends a number of strikes her way as he sends her into the ropes on her way back Beta meets her with a DDT of his own, only its the decimating move that he calls Beyond Comprehension. WINNER Operative Beta METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 7:02 FINISHING MOVE Beyond Comprehension |
Misha LeCavalier is positioned backstage as the picture comes to life. She’s posted against the wall just outside the women’s locker room. Her normally elegant attire is absent. Instead, she rocks a black hoodie with the word “hero” crossed out by a red line, black distressed jeans, and a pair of black J75 Deploy boots.
Misha LeCavalier: Love makes fools of us all.
The woman known as The Murderess folds her arms across her chest.
Misha LeCavalier: That is a life lesson that you are about to experience first-hand, Ms. Singh.
She nods.
Misha LeCavalier: Love will cause a charismatic person to become tongue-tied. Love will cause the most heinous of men to become docile. Love will cause a person to completely lose all their sanity. Love will cause a person to stand in the line of fire for their mate—
A light chuckle imminates from the woman.
Misha LeCavalier: The folly of fools.
She raises up her right foot and places the heel of her boot against the wall.
Misha LeCavalier: Ms. Singh? Your recent comments have revealed that it is abundantly apparent that you do not know who I am. If I were a more vain woman, I would take great offense to that. However, that is not the case. On the contrary, I find your ignorance to be quite amusing.
Misha cracks a tiny smile.
Misha LeCavalier: Therefore, allow me to enlighten you as to what will happen when you step into the ring with me.
There’s a momentary pause.
Misha LeCavalier: Your music is going to play. You are going to walk to the ring with all this fire and flame in your heart. You are going to look to your man and crowd, hoping that they lend you some strength. You are going to fight with all the might that you can muster—and then that fire and flame will get snuffed out.
The sternest of Misha’s words seem to linger in the air. All the while, she keeps her eyes trained on the camera.
Misha LeCavalier: Once the match has concluded and every cell in your pitiful body is cursing you the fuck out, you will then come to a revelation—
There’s another pause.
Misha LeCavalier: Rhett cannot save you. And, you cannot save him. Why? Because being in my crosshairs spells certain demise.
Silence persists for a moment.
Misha LeCavalier: I implore every single soul within NPP to take heed of the following proclamation. If there is something that I desire, then I shall obtain it. If there is something that I want to do, then it shall be done. It does not matter if you fight back. it does not matter if you snatch a win from me in the midst of the chaos. It does not matter if you make me bleed—
Misha LeCavalier: I shall have what I want.
She pauses for second.
Misha LeCavalier: And tonight, Ms. Singh? Tonight, I wish to dismantle you.
Her gaze continues to rest with the camera until the picture fades out.
Chase The Sun vs TH3 GRAV3DIGG3RS
RECAP Honami starts the match straight out of the gate, rather pissed off by the way these two guys had attacked her partner two weeks ago. Not to mention dragging him out to the ring, simply to make some weird statement about the state of NPP's tag division. She rushes Slaughter with a basement dropkick that takes Jay down, followed by a running senton. She goes for the ropes again as he is trying to get to his feet, but Honami floors him again with running neckbreaker, followed by a standing moonsault. She hooks the leg early. One...T-kickout! Jay powers out, and uses his legs to kick Honami to her own turnbuckle. Jay quickly stands up, shocked at how he was getting handled by Honami. He looks across the ring at her, and she motions for him to come over. He doesn't, but instead, looks over and tags in Wolf Arano. Matsuno shrugs, and in response, turns and tags in Reese Murphy, who probably wants a bit of revenge himself. Wolf starts shotgunning Reese with a few rights, and battles him into the ropes. He goes to whip Reese off the ropes, but Reese holds onto Wolf's hand, ripcording him in to a hard elbow. Wolf turns and grabs him mouth, giving time for Reese to grab Wolf around the stomach, delivering a perfect german suplex. ...aaaand Jay runs back into the ring their spray painted black chair, which Jay again cracks across the skull of Reese Murphy. Next, Jay tries to rush Honami but she jumps down from the apron, using her speed to run around the steps and reach in, dragging Reese out of the ring by his leg. TH3 GRAV3DIGGERS stay inside the ring, laughing and pointing up the ramp as Chase The Sun backs up. They don't seem to care one bit that they've DQed themselves. WINNER Chase The Sun METHOD Disqualification MATCH LENGTH 3:00 FINISHING MOVE N/A |
Amber Richards: Are you surprised?
In a segment recorded earlier we see Amber Richards standing outside the Crystal Ballroom in Portland Oregon. A leather biker jacket over a black Slayer T-shirt and jeans. A smile on her face with black lipstick making her teeth look even whiter than normal.
Amber Richards: I'm sure some of you are. The little British girl who has spent so much of the last three years sitting out all the fun, the girl who has had to have two, not one but TWO extended periods off due to having children and coming back from that. See this wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to beat the big bad monster. This match was supposed to be a showcase for Dante and his big bad monster. I was supposed to be a sacrifice. But, that isn't what happened. That isn't what happened because I am damn sure better than alot of people give me credit for.
She can't help but chuckle shaking her head as her long black hair flows down her back and shoulders.
Amber Richards: I was a prodigy. I took to the ring like a fish does to water. I don't know why it happened but it did. I stepped between the ropes, I felt the plywood board under my feet, the sting of the ropes on my skin and the thud, bone shaking feeling of getting slammed. It seemed...right, natural. And for half my career I have had to sit at home and recover from pregnancy and personal issues. But for the first 3 years of my career, from 19 to 22 I was the best of the goddamn best. I went toe to toe with Ana Valentine before she became Tommy Knox's fleshlight on twitter. I went to LAW and faced their best and became one half of the tag team champions. But everyone has forgotten it...because as I have said before....the wrestling world moves past you and forgets you...and there is nothing more telling than seeing Spectre talk about me on twitter to see that I am completely right...
She pauses for a moment and closes her eyes taking a deep breath to calm down.
Amber Richards: Danny Phantom, or Spectre as he likes to be called for some unknown and stupid reason, is one of the three kids known as the "HooligunnZ"....have to use double N's and a Z just so we known how edgy they are. And I don't want to sound like a cranky old woman...especially since I'm only two years older than Spectre...but you three are what is wrong with pro wrestling. Three arrogant self righteous young men who believe the entire wrestling world owes you something, and fuck the past right? Fuck the past and fuck everyone from the past. The only problem is...if you're ignorant of the past, it will bite you...badly...and tonight Spectre, Danny...whatever, you and I go one on one ans you won't have your little friends out there with you, you won't have anyone to help you. And if you're stupid enough to not realise which Richards sister I am then this will be a long night for you...research goes a long long way....and when we go out there for the Crystal Ballroom title...you're going to get a real good case study...
Aurora: You know what.
That voice, once infamously known for never rising above a breathy whisper certainly has no issues ringing out as the leggy blond with the Mia Wallace haircut half turns towards her tag team partner tonight, Shane Atwater, one hand on her jean-clad hip.
Aurora: The last time I was here, the Crystal Ballroom didn’t smell near this nice. I mean look around, it’s clear they’ve done some work on the old girl.
Shane, for his part, shakes his head, finishing up taping up one wrist, checking it over as he considers.
Shane Atwater: I suppose we'll have to give them a show worthy of all that hard work, now won't we? Get the smell of sweat back in the air.
Aurora sets her bag down on a nearby counter, and rifles through it before she brings up a small corkboard with pins neatly placed at the top, a little bit of yarn connecting a few, and some pictures stapled to it. She’s clearly having a hard time keeping her composure, her plush lips quirking and tiny sounds like stifled snickers still slipping through until she raises a hand to cover her cough, getting herself under control despite the merriment dancing in her green eyes.
Aurora: By process of elimination, I think we can figure out who Kurt Newman’s Partner of His Choosing is.
Aurora reaches into her bag and picks up a placard, turning it just so, letting the camera pick up the blocky black markered letters on it that read: WE JUST GOT HERE, HE MIGHT HAVE ANNOUNCED IT ALREADY BUT BEAR WITH US - Establishment before she wings it off to the side and then pretends she never did any such thing.
Aurora: So I’m thinking that the smart play is still Colin Farrell, did you see The Gentlemen yet…
She gestures at Shane and an expression of sheer bemusement comes over her for an instant before she laughs, a full warm and real laugh.
Aurora: ...what am I thinking of course you did. Anyway, it’d be the smart play but likely the out of pocket costs would be prohibitive. So he threw a bunch of names out there, clearly playing to the fans and what they expect of him, but really I’m pretty sure I know he wants it to be Redd Thunder. I mean it wasn’t all that long ago that he was after Redd on Twitter to get paperwork for this place done for the pair of them… so…
Aurora turns and takes a stack of pictures mounted on notecards out of her bag, and she sure enough has one for Colin Farrell and puts it toward the top on the left. Below that is Brad Pitt, Jeffrey Donovan, and Steven Seagal. She takes a string and attaches it to Steve’s pin and then puts up a picture of Jet Li, and attaches the string there before glancing over to Shane, and taking out the pic of Redd, putting it on the top right. Below that she put pictures of Mayor McCheese, Grimace, and Oscar the Grouch. Inexplicably, she also added a picture of Joe Pesci, then she murmured to Shane, her lips trembling as she tried to hold in a laugh.
Aurora: Nicoleta insisted - she says to keep an eye on Joe, he’s vicious because he’s short.
Shane squeezes the bridge of his nose, trying his best to stifle a dry chuckle as his eyes light over each image in turn.
Shane Atwater: As long as Joe doesn't have a ball point pen, I think we'll be fine. The good Mayor is too top heavy, Grimace has no reach, and Oscar's lower body is weak from his sedentary lifestyle. Admittedly, Mr. Li might be problematic, but as long as Segal doesn't have his stunt double on hand, we'll be fine.
Shane rubs his jaw, the hint of a smile creasing his features then.
Shane Atwater: It doesn't matter who he brings. The Mayor, JCVD, Owen Wilson, Redd Thunder, an actual shark, Pepe Silvia, or Jesus Christ Superstar himself. Anybody in the world could line up along that other side with Kurt, and it doesn't change the outcome, Rori, because...well. You know the rest.
Aurora mouths ‘an actual shark’ as her lips compress and she trembles with trying to hold in the laughter, turning away for a moment to compose herself even though the amusement is still in her tone.
Aurora: Oh indeed, indeed. Let’s go have some fun.
The pair turn back to the bags to grab their gear as the cameras cut elsewhere.
Shane Atwater & Aurora vs Kurt Newman & A Partner Of His Choosing
RECAP Shane and Aurora make their way out to the ring to a larger applause than usual. The NPP Faithful have definitely started warming up to the two individually, and now, they were competing in tag matches. Even better. The two wait in the ring, as Kurt Newman walks through the curtain. The Faithful cheer, always a Newman man. However, Kurt waits at the top of the ramp, waiting for his tag partner. "Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits, and Topher Constantine Jr. walks through the curtain with his hands in his pockets. The NPP Faithful seem to know exactly who he is, and are pretty happy to see him. Especially when the alternative was someone like the Hamburgular or Carrot Top, but I don't know, they may have enjoyed Betty White more. Guess we'll never know now will we? Shane and Topher meet in the middle of the ring, Atwater looking ready for a fight and Topher looking, like he's ready to smoke a bowl or something. Naturally, Atwater strikes first, but Topher moves out of the way. Shane looks slightly confused that he's missed, and with no rebuttal, so he strikes a second time. Again, Topher dodges it, but no rebuttal. A third time, same thing. This time, Shane waits, slightly unsure of what Topher's game is, but unwilling to play any further. He puts his hand on his chin, tilting his head towards Topher for a moment. Without warning, Shane goes for a legsweep, but Topher catches his leg! Shane's on one foot, giving himself two hops before stabilizing. He wags his finger at Topher, smiling, as if to say "you got me there". Shane lifts his leg up, going to smash Topher across the face. Topher ducks! Shane lands on the other side of Topher's head, albeit his leg a little twisted. BUT he's not going to give Constantine a second to think this time, and immediately leaps BACK around, back kicking Topher to the face instead. The NPP Faithful cheer for the bit, and cheer more with the kick to the face! Topher rolls over to his corner a bit due to the impact, and both competitors get on their feet. Topher is about to walk over to Shane again when he hears a whistle. Everyone does. It's Kurt. Newman wants in, and tells everyone by hopping up and down with his hand in the air. Topher looks to Shane, then to Newman. Shane, then Newman. And tags Kurt in. Kurt rushes in a little too quickly, looking like he's about to cannonball Atwater as Shane is standing up, and Shane catches him, powering him back down into something looking like a modified powerbomb, and quickly tries to spin him over into an STF. Newman flails around and makes a ton of noise to get out of Shane locking anything in. As they get to their feet, Shane lands two rights on Newman. He goes for a third, but Kurt ducks, before nailing Shane with a pele kick. Shane rolls closer to his corner, tagging in his fresh partner. Aurora comes in hot. She makes a small motion with her hands, telling Kurt to come at her, and he does. She bends down, and tosses him over her head, causing him to land on his back. Topher gets in the ring for a second, but he's also caught by Aurora, who his able to give him a powerful bicycle kick. She spins around, knowing full well that Kurt will be back on his feet. And she's right, he is. However, he's in the same position as her, as both are blasted with black spray painted chairs, courtesy of TH3 GRAV3DIGG3RS, out here ruining a match for the second time tonight. The referee calls for the bell, as the partners try to fight off TH3 GRAV3DIGG3RS. They drop their chairs but continue battling, until the Hun Death Squad runs down to the ring, as well. The other teams aren't sure if they arrived to help or hurt, and instead, they all start battling, followed by Chase The Sun and one full ass ring. Until the lights cut out. WINNER No Contest METHOD Double DQ MATCH LENGTH 5:13 FINISHING MOVE N/A POST-MATCH The NPP backstage cameras come alive filming down an empty hallway. For a long moment nothing happened, till there is suddenly some movement. One of the locker room doors opens, with a female stepping out. It was hard to tell who it was till the person started to move towards one of the lights. After a few steps the audience got to view North Pacific Pro’s own Eden Connors, holding tight to the Tag Team titles. At first she wouldn’t notice the cameras, focused on where she was walking. The usual smile missing from her face. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion I guess it's game time, right? It wasn't clear who she was talking to, probably more to herself than to anyone else. Eden stopped in front of a wall, looking directly into the camera. The fans in the arena began to cheer when she once more started to talk. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion I promised answers tonight and I am known to keep my word. Ever since NPP returned there had been one big question mark over the Tag Team titles and their champions. I have been receiving a lot of questions and even more speculations. The truth is, until tonight I didn’t have any answers myself. Eden was taking a deep breath and then rolled her neck a few times. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion First things first, where is Harper? Where is my partner in crime that after all this hard work won the titles with me. I know everyone has been asking themselves the same question. To make a long story short, she is injured. During a match at the independent scene she injured her spine. At this point we don’t know what the future holds for her. But the truth is, she would love to be here tonight. Celebrating what we worked for. Once more the audience became loud, but Eden shrugged her shoulders. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion But you know what they say: The show must go on. And it will go on. Now management has presented me with three options as of what to do with the Tag Team belts. Number is the easiest and one that every boss would go on about. Vacate the titles and move on. Let someone new become the best team in NPP. As you know me, that was not an option for me. Number two could have been something if life was a little bit different. What it is you ask? Get yourself a new partner and move on as if nothing ever happened. I will not lie, I considered it. As a matter of fact, I was really tempted. My careers had a lot of ups and downs. Two knee injuries that took me out for many months. But here I am, so that is no option either. So what is there left to do? A small smile played around her lips as she ran her hands over both titles. One was strapped around her waist, the other hanging over her shoulder. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion Remain champion on your own and defend them on your own. I am not even sure they were serious about this, but the offer was on the table. And here I am. Your Tag Team Champions. I am not scared of any team, or any roster member for that matter. I am not the little Scottish girl anymore that has zero idea about how this business works. I am Eden fucking Connors. I have went on against some of the best wrestlers in the world. I might have not always been the winner, but I always got back up. And that is what makes a champion. So everyone that doesn’t get the point of this: I am here to stay. No matter the odds, and the fact that I got no partner, I will go up against any team that thinks they deserve a chance at those titles. Eden bend down a moment and with her free hand patted both her knees, one after the other. Eden Connors ︳The BANG!BOOM!BONBON!︳The Tag Team Champion Me and my bionic knees are ready to meet some faces - ANY of you. You’re welcome. |
The screen flows to blackness as the action of the last match up has just ended, suddenly the light of a single fluorescent bulb begins to flicker, struggling at first to come to life until the camera backs away slowly and the light seems to finally give life, as the sound of heavy footsteps can be heard before we see a dark figure emanating into the light as it does another rush of light comes from behind the camera lens emanating none other than the Exotic Qiyara Singh.
Qiyara Singh: Namaste, Portland.
She says momentarily as she gives her signature swift bow with her palms brought together in front of her chest.
Qiyara Singh: Infamy Episode Six, that pinnacle moment. You all witnessed it as the match between our North Pacific Champion LEGATO and my boyfriend Rhett Adelson ended, Rhett was breathless and winded from an amazing fight when out of the blue someone emerges, applying enough pressure to his arm in the hopes that she could’ve broken it, a clear intent to harm and with a look of pure joy on her face as she did it. Proud of herself and her deed as she looked out to all of you with contentment, hoping to send a message, and some would say she did.
Pausing momentarily she brings her hands to rest to her side before she shakes her head her hair swaying with the motion.
Qiyara Singh: Some would say she was making a statement, and those people would be wrong!
She remarked now basically spitting the words out.
Qiyara Singh: Misha LeCavalier one of the biggest and most recognizable names in this business felt it necessary to attack someone who’d already lost, who’d already had his dreams virtually crushed before his eyes with little to no purpose other than the fact that she felt like doing so. The massive amount of work that Rhett put in to prove to all of you North Pacific Pro Fans just had much he’d grown and prospered since you’d last seen him, and she felt it was her moment to capitalize upon it. Ever since the show she’s felt no need to answer for her actions, either because that’s her strategy or because her arrogance makes her believe that she doesn’t have to do so.
Qiyara pauses briefly
Qiyara Singh: And that’s fine truly, because I didn’t feel the need to answer for my own actions either, when I ran into that ring and knocked her square in the jaw. It may’ve not been with all of the force I could muster, but I think it got my point across.
Her smile widens before she focuses in again.
Qiyara Singh: and here we are, Infamy Episode Seven, the dawn of a new day and a new life for North Pacific Pro! Misha LeCavalier versus Qiyara Singh, I’m sure that was difficult booking for the commissioner aye?
She laughed before shaking her head.
Qiyara Singh: I’ve said it more than once to the point that its come to have a rhetorical means, but this match is about Misha getting checked for her actions, call it the commissioners way of putting her one blast for thinking she could outfox the typing machine, and quite frankly I’m glad that he did. Ever since I came into this business people have treated me as if I am a rookie, and while the narrative of veteran versus rookie could showcase a compelling story . . .
She takes a few inward breaths now aiming some shadow boxing based blasts, her muay thai technique being put on display as her shallowed breaths indicate a persistent flow before she eases up and motions
Qiyara Singh: . . .You’ll find that I just don’t fit those story lines! I am just as capable as you are when it comes to my ability and unlike you Misha I don’t need to need to sneak up on someone to do it! You wanted to goad someone into action, well you did it, but you should’ve chosen a different target! Rhett may not be getting his hands on you just yet, but you best believe I am going to make you regret the decision, but we’ll just continue to let you play the disinterested game that you’ve been playing all along and simply think that my words are only ‘spirited’ since discounting my presence worked out so well for you the last time.
As she says this she gives a final grin.
Qiyara Singh: But I suppose I’ve already said enough as Rhett likes to say, it’s basically preaching to a choir with deaf ears, and much like you I’d rather leave my actions to do the communications, but when you do finally decide to sing your intentions, just remember from the vocals from me, You’ll be Singhing Off Qi!
She turns now sending a swift hook kick mid air to the the camera lens as it shatters down the front portion and the fluorescent bulb begins to flicker again unit it fades back into darkness.
Misha LeCavalier vs Qiyara Singh w/ Rhett Adelson
RECAP Naturally, Rhett was at ringside the entire time. He stayed within Qiyara's corner, looking on concerned most of the time, with good reason. Misha was a well known veteran, and he couldn't help but feel this match was his own. But here they were, and Qiyara deserved her time to shine. But, Misha's reputation spoke volumes. From the start of the match, it was clear that we were going to have a very interesting match. It seemed intentionally slow, but not without anticipation. It was true, Misha was not happy with Qiyara regarding Episode Six, and she was going to take her time and enjoy this match. Not that Qiyara wasn't fighting through. Either at the behest of Rhett, or an idea all her own, Singh was keeping her distance. Not far, but just out of reach. Maybe she was remembering how easy LeCavalier had bent Rhett's arm when she was able to get up close, and so she kept Misha at arms length, bouncing around on her toes to remain vigilant, slightly crouching to keep herself small. Qiyara remained in a defensive position for the majority of the match, though striking back when she felt it was a safe move to do so. Qiyara knew she couldn't hold onto her strategy forever, and began to get tired. She'd have to go on the offense. Singh lunged towards Misha with right hands, landing a few, before Misha took control of her arm, whipping her across the ring. Qiyara reverses it, tilt-a-whirl sideslam! Qiyara hits the ropes again, and as Misha is getting to her feet, Singh leaps into the air, hitting a legdrop to the back of Misha's head. She tries for a cover. One...Twkickout! LeCavalier powers out, rolling through and up to her knees. She hits Qiyara in the head with two elbows, before rolling up to her feet. Qiyara took a second longer getting up, still upon one knee when Misha gave her a knee to her face. However, she kept hold of Qiyara's head, not allowing her to fall to the canvas. LeCavalier yanked her up, before bringing her back down to the canvas with a wrist-lock northern lights suplex! Qiyara hits the canvas hard, and Adelson is heard yelling at ringside. Misha looks over to him, looking him in the eyes, before looking back to Qiyara. Misha flips Singh into an arm-trap cloverleaf, with herself facing Rhett. Qiyara yells out as Misha applies more pressure. Adelson bangs on the canvas, cheering for Qiyara. Singh fights upwards with everything she has, almost over-extending her body to get to the bottom rope. The referee tells Misha to let go. Rhett looks relieved as Misha lets go. She grabs Qiyara by the leg and yanks her backs towards the center of the ring. Thinking fast, Qiyara rolled and kicked, ending up on the other side of the ropes. She stood up as Misha rushed her. However, Qiyara jumped UP and BACK, just as Misha reached her, before grabbing LeCavalier's head on the way down and hanging her on the ropes. Singh slides into the ring, and crawls up behind Misha. She locks in a dragon sleeper for a time, but Misha fights against it, and it's not long before Qiyara switches up her plan again, instead hitting an inverted neckbreaker. She tries for another pin. One...Twkickout! Misha lets her pay for it though, not allowing Misha to get up from the pin, grabbing her by the neck and yanking her back down, into an inverted crossface. She shifts her body to the other side, rolling across Qiyara, so that Misha's body is now blocking Qiyara from the ropes. She reels back, looking at Rhett again as Misha makes his girlfriend scream. Again, Rhett bangs on the canvas cheering and hollering for Qiyara! She kicks her legs trying everything she can, trying to push Misha's arms. Rhett is having a hard time at ringside, almost as if Misha is taunting him to run in. But, he refuses. This has been a fair fight thus far, and one that he knows Qiyara has to finish herself. Still, he remains her biggest supporter, not giving up hope. Somehow, Qiyara summons the strength to slip down, and tuck her head under, sommersaulting forward and changing her position completely. The NPP Faithful are amazed for a moment, as both Qiyara and Misha get back to their feet. Until Misha leaps into the air, striking with a disastrous Inferiority Complex (Hgih Knee). Singh hits the canvas again, and almost while still falling, Misha grabs her arm, locking in the Dire Anima III (Scissored Armbar). Qiyara fights against it, but Misha begins to use the scissor to her advantage, thrusting her legs into Qiyara's face. It isn't a pretty armbar, and Rhett can't take it anymore, he's going crazy at ringside. Qiyara has no choice, Misha's experience has gotten the better of her, she has to tap. A moment later, Rhett is blasting Misha in the face with a low placed Explosion (Claymore Kick). Rhett grabs Qiyara and rolls out of the ring, this time helping her up the ramp instead. They keep their eye on the ring though, as Misha has gotten to her knees, not amused in the slightest at this almost repeated scene. What's more, Rhett was in the ring a little too soon after the tap - one has to wonder if he jumped into the ring prior... Still, Misha's hand is raised. WINNER Misha LeCavalier METHOD Submission MATCH LENGTH 9:02 FINISHING MOVE Die Anima III (Scissored Armbar) |
Backstage we find Lexie Smith currently applauding towards the camera.
Lexie: I would like to thank my opponent tonight for defeating Reece Killswitch all those infamy's ago. It's overdue so what?
Lexie proceeds to stand up and show off the ring gear she's designed and crafted herself. A two piece with a halterneck. She then starts to list things off and counts them on her left hand.
Lexie: But it's not been all good graces for Truck in this company. The loss to Stone, the multi-man loss and now the tie with me…
Lexie looks at her three fingees up, the ring finger specifically which arose third.
Lexie: I drew with the Tri-City Champion on my first match back to the ring. Truck Turner seems to be struggling already with being champion, whereas I enjoy outdoing myself.
Her hand dips down to her side to draw atten to her bare stomach she began to picture covered by NPP gold.
Lexie: And what better way to do that than walking out of NPP infamy #7 with the Tri-City Championship?
This brings a smirk to the young blonde's face as her ruby red lips curve upwards.
Lexie: I've fought for NPP gold before. I've headlined an Infamy against LEGATO. I'm more than capable of defeating Truck Turner, guys like him always crumble with the right treatment, usually a kick in a certain area.
As Lexie teases her dream kick just as the tape behind her shows Truck's one on one loss to Stone Hendrix via a kick finisher. The subtle foreshadowing makes Lexie smirk once more.
Lexie: And I'll proudly stand above my fallen opponent, Queen Lexie with the Tri-City Championship my proverbial crown. See you out there, Truck, it's coronation time...
Truck Turner(c) vs Lexie
RECAP Truck walks out first, to an amazing amount of boos. It's clear who the NPP Faithful wanted to be declared Tri-City Champion two weeks ago, but Truck doesn't seem to care much. He walks out with his title tied to his waist, strutting the entire way, puffing his chest out. Once in the ring he hands the belt over and waits for Lexie. She makes her way out to thunderous applause, gazing at Truck the whole time. She only breaks her gaze when she stops on the ramp, and looks over at a "Lucky Lexie" sign. The bell rings and Lexie instantly takes him off his feet with a running headscissors, taking Truck off his feet. He rolls through, but is hit by a dropkick to the chest that causes him to bounce into the corner. Lexie rushes forward, grabbing hold and launching him over with a monkey flip out of the corner, getting in a fast first offense. As Truck is getting to his feet, Lexie leaps into a crossbody. Unfortunately, Truck catches her, performing a gorilla press slam that takes the wind out of her sails. He runs over to Lexie, still on the floor, and grabs hold of her legs, spinning her around for a Big Swing. Truck gets Lexie to her feet, but she swats away his hand, before giving him a snap side headlock takeover. She tries for a cover. One...T-kickout! Truck powers out, but doesn't look too thrilled that Lexie is getting any close pins at all. He grabs hold of her from behind, and gives her a deadlift german suplex. She rebounds upwards, trying to use the ropes to get up by sort of hanging on them. Truck bounces off the rope, hitting a bicycle kick to the back of her head, before catching her into another german suplex. He bridges this time for his own pin attempt. One...T-kickout! Lexie kicks out too, and again, Truck doesn't look super thrilled about it. They both get to their feet, Truck trying for some kind of lariat, but Lexie ducks, and launches into a combo she calls Good Luck. She ducks the closeline, and hits a back elbow into a rolling snapmare. Lastly, she follows that up with a running knee trembler, much to the delight of the NPP Faithful. She hooks his leg again. One...Two...Kickout! This time, Truck REALLY looks irritated. How the hell could she be getting closer to a win!? Lexie hits him with an elbow, which causes him to bounce into the ropes, but rebound, grabbing her quickly into a spinning belly-to-belly. However, he stays pressed to her after the move, making a cover. The referee begins his count, and Truck slyly lifts his legs up the ropes, aiding his pin illegally. One...Two...Three!Kickout! Lexie manages to power out of Truck's rope-aided pin right after the referee counts the three and calls for the belt. Lexie immediately begins to tell the referee that Truck had been using the ropes, but Turner isn't staying around for it. He grabs his belt and begins to walk up the ramp, shaking his head the whole time and doesn't even look back. Lexie remains in the ring, at first looking disappointed. Then, she watches Truck turn up the ramp, and not even have the balls to look back at her. She knew then, maybe he had cheated for the win, but she had defeated him in other ways. This wasn't the end. WINNER Still Tri-City Champion, Truck Turner METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 6:06 FINISHING MOVE Rebound Spinning Belly-to-Belly (with aided pin) |
'Bad Idea' by Ariana Grande fills the venue as the fans seem a bit taken back, not sure who or what to expect when a blonde female appears at the top of the entranceway. She walks to the ring to some cheers, probably due to fans who recognize her face as the twin sister of Jenn Drew. As she makes it to the ring, she asks for a microphone.
Kara Drew: For those who recognize my face, no, I'm not my sister Jenn, as awesome as she is, she has her own career, and I'm beyond proud of my twin sister for how far she has come, but most of you probably have never seen me wrestle. A little background...okay, so I've been wrestling for around three years now, I used to wear a mask and go by the name of 'The Great Female'.
The name she rings off gets a decent response from the fans, some of who clearly have seen her. She nods, impressed.
Kara Drew: Okay I didn't expect you guys to recognize the name, but I wrestled in California, Utah, and Washington mostly. I wore the mask, partly to create a name for myself, since my twin and I have always been compared due to our appearances, and...I hadn't seen that same sister in years. So I had my reasons, but the fans, you guys...you all accepted me, and that mask became a part of my identity. It's who I was for three years...
She pauses for a moment, before looking back up and out to the crowd with those lively eyes of hers.
Kara Drew: But with my recent unmasking, it's time to start over and what better place to start than North Pacific Pro?
She pauses as the fans cheer at the mention of the company name.
Kara Drew: I told you guys on Twitter if anyone follows me at @thekaradrew that I had a special challenge to throw out tonight in my debut, and as you can see...I'm dressed to compete.
The fans again cheer at the prospect of seeing the newcomer in action on her first night.
Kara Drew: So if there's anyone in the-
She's interrupted by music familiar to most wrestling fans, it was the music of multiple time champion around the globe, Kendrick Kross. 'So Cold' by Breaking Benjamin plays and fills the venue as Kendrick Kross walks out from the back to mostly a crowd full of boos with a few cheers mixed in there. He looks straight down the ramp with cold eyes that fixated on Kara Drew; the look followed by a smirk.
He makes his way down the ramp and then walks around the ring to grab a microphone. He keeps his eyes on Kara as he circles the ring and eventually walks up the steps climbing in the ring.
Kendrick Kross: Well hey there, Kara. Judging by the look on your face I can tell you didn't expect me to come out to accept.
Kendrick looks around as the crowd is still booing. He rolls his eyes and looks back at Kara, letting that same smirk cross his face.
Kendrick Kross: Why don't you tell them how you lost your mask, Kara. Who you lost your mask to..
Kendrick chuckles a bit as he pulls something out of his back pocket of his black jeans. He raises it up in front of Kara showing her the mask that he had won from her in a previous match.
Kendrick Kross: Well here we go...now you don't have to tell them Kara. I have it right here in front of you.
Kendrick looks her straight into her eyes a smirk on his face as he could tell she wasn't enjoying a thing he's saying.
Kara Drew: Congratulations. You beat me in a match and then committed the ultimate act of disrespect by taking my mask off. Is that something you're proud of?
Her eyes dart from the mask back to Kendrick.
Kara Drew: I'm not taking anything away from you as a competitor, but since you're out here and you seem ready to compete, why don't we have that rematch and see if you end up with the same result?
The fans cheer as Kara looks out to them with a smile on her face before pointing at Kendrick and shouting to them off mic asking if they want to see it.
Kendrick Kross: Oh it is something I'm very proud of. I not only beat you but I made you submit. Remember tapping as I took your mask? I sure do.
Kendrick keeps an eye on her as she looks at her mask then at him with her cheeks flushing a bright pink. He knew he could get under her skin once again.
Kendrick Kross: I wouldn't take anything from me as a competitor if I was you either, you tried to do that once. It didn't work, so I'm sure it wouldn't work again.
Kendrick definitely wasn't pleased with all of the crowd cheering though the prospects of beating Kara in a match once again wasn't something that he wanted to pass up on.
Kendrick Kross: Are you sure you want to face me again? I wouldn't want you to get your ankle hurt once more would you?
Kendrick smirks at her, if there was one thing he wanted to do it was show her that his win against her wasn't just some fluke.
Kendrick Kross: I would be more than happy to make sure you tap out to an ankle lock, or maybe a knee bar.
Kendrick listens to the boos fill the air as he told her that he would make her tap out.
Kendrick Kross: Oh why don't y'all just shutup and realize that I will make sure she taps.
The crowd begins to chant 'She won't tap! She won't tap! She won't tap!' as Kara nods her head along with them, dropping her microphone and telling him to bring it on. The fans go wild as she drops her microphone and begins saying something to Kendrick and drawing a line with her foot in the ring, telling him to step over it.
Kendrick Kross: She won't tap? Funny.
Kendrick drops the mic and looks her straight into her eyes. As she draws a line with her foot and tells him to step over it, almost as a challenge he walks over the line and looks straight into her eyes asking her now what? He definitely was primed for a fight against her and to make sure he got his first win in his new company.
As the two stand face to face with the crowd hot in anticipation, another voice is heard from the top of the entranceway.
Nina Cortez: Wait! Stop!
Kendrick immediately recognizes the voice as that of his manager, who hurries down the entranceway as fast as she can. She looks into the ring at Kendrick.
Nina Cortez: Kendrick, while we ALL know that you could beat her right here and right now, look at you, you aren't even in your ring gear. I think we should make her wait and do things on OUR terms, don't you think?
The fans boo as Kara turns to face the manager and give her a piece of her mind as well shouting 'he said he's ready!' leaving Kendrick behind Kara with an opening as his manager had her distracted. He knew that she had his best interest in mind and agreed with what she said just by giving her a smirk. As Kara turned around and looked at Nina to talk to her Kendrick wrapped his arms around her waist and threw her over his head with a big German Suplex as the fans begin to boo as loud as they can.
Kendrick Kross: I guess you shouldn't have turned your back against me.
Kendrick looks at Kara as she stays face down on the mat, holding the back of her neck.
Kendrick Kross: I'll see you when I decide I want a fight. But next time, don't go down so easy?
Kendrick walks towards the edge of the ring laughing as he exits with Nina to a chorus of boos as medics run out to check on the fallen Kara.
Spectre(c) vs Amber Richards
RECAP The NPP Faithful cheer for their favorite competitor as the referee holds up the Crystal Ballroom Championship for all to see. It's Spectre's first NPP defense, and Amber's first NPP title shot. They both know they need to make the most of it but only one will be able to do so. The beginning of the match was evenly paced, with it really being anybodys match. The two seemed to play well off of one another in the ring, and one never seemed to keep the upperhand for long. Amber comes in pretending like she wants a test of strength, only to twist Spectre's arm behind him. She transitions to the opposite arm, before trapping Spectre's arms in front of him. With their arms tied up, she gives him a hard headbutt. She drops to a knee, but then picks himself up, arms still tied from Amber. She gives him another headbutt. Again, he drops to a knee, and picks himself up. She gives him a third, and releases his arms before taking him to the canvas with a face crusher. She drops a couple knees on him for good measure. Spectre battles upwards, throwing rights all day. He runs for the ropes, bouncing off and hitting a flying crossbody, though rolling through afterwards in order to get back to his feet. He knees Amber in the midsection as she's getting up, before hitting a backflip to end up behind her, followed by a large backdrop that sees Richards bounce off the canvas with impact. Spectre kips up to his feet, and immediately runs for the ropes. As Amber is getting to her feet, she spins around in time to see Spectre springboard, and deliver a cutter, a move he calls Archer Approved. Spectre rolls her over for a cover. One...tkickout! On his feet again, Spectre runs to the corner, jumping all the way to the top just in time for Amber to get to her feet. This time she walks right into a moonsault, without a pin though, as Spectre rolls across the ring. Amber rolls to the corner, using the ropes on either side of her to get her to her feet. Spectre rushes towards her, launching into a closeline, but Amber moves, causing Spectre to end up tied up in the corner. She grabs him from behind and yanks him down from his seated position with an assisted backstabber. She helps Spectre to his feet, giving him a few chops to his chest, before landing a step-up enzuguri. Once again, she's on the ground, delivering knees to his side. She grabs hold of his head, picking it up a bit and delivering a hard knee. She gets Spectre to his feet, hitting him with a snapmar followed by a delayed leaping dropkick. She rolls him over and hooks his leg. One...Twokickout! Spectre battles out, and Richards goes right back to the offense. She begins landing right hands, though Spectre is fighting back. She elbows him, before delivering the Bloody Murder, V1 (Lightening Spiral). You can see she's about to go for another pin attempt, but the NPP Faithful have begun to make a decent amount of noise. Amber sits up on her knees and looks towards the ramp, and she can see Dante Inferno walking down to the ring. There's no RUiN to be seen here, and that's why Amber looks around, but definitely Dante was here. She looked up the ramp, yelling to him as he walked down. Finally, as he got closer, she stuck her head through the ropes, yelling to him to back off. Dante had been carrying what looked to be some sort of bible across his chest as he walked down. The referee continued counting on Spectre, who was taking a little longer to get to his feet. Dante got close enough to smack Amber in the head with the Good Book. You'd think she'd just say "ouch!" but Amber instantly falls back to the canvas, dazed. Dante smiles, stepping backwards up the ramp, and flipping the "bible" open. It's hallow, with a hard metal plate inside. Spectre is on his feet again, unaware of anything that's just happened. He looks to Amber on the canvas, and doesn't think twice. He grabs her by her arms, pulling her upwards, before striking with a Near Death Experience (Kamigorye) for the three count. WINNER Still Crystal Ballroom Champion, Spectre METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:29 FINISHING MOVE Near Death Experience (Kamigorye) |
The cameras track the NPP Champion, LEGATO, as he walks through the hallways. He notices that people are moving away, not due to his presence, but for some other reason. The crowd outside begin to generate noise, knowing that some sort of confrontation was lining up. LEGATO takes the championship off his waist and dangles it in his hand as he treads closer to the source of the commotion. The camera pans to reveal one of the participants in the main event, Sophia Pike. Not necessarily noticing his presence at first, it only lasts a moment before the two lock eyes. LEGATO narrows his at her and flexes his jaw.
LEGATO: Pike.
Sophia’s eyes don’t stay fixed on LEGATO’s for particularly long--rather, the Emerald City Siren’s attention is drawn more to the title hanging from his hand. One corner of her mouth tugs upwards into a smirk as she exhales sharply, her voice dripping with sarcasm as the normally verbose Seattleite responds with just a single word.
Sophia Pike: Champ.
Noticing Sophia’s fixation with his championship, he makes an effort to adjust it with the obvious intent to annoy her. He moves it upward and rests it on his shoulder.
LEGATO: I’m sure that we both share the same feelings towards this match. I’d rather not be an enforcer of any kind, especially not with your match. It’s honestly a recipe for disaster.
The champ brushes his finger under his nose.
LEGATO: Now with this litany of new talent coming in, I hope you’re not getting lost in the shuffle.
Stoic as ever, he fails to resonate anything beyond a serious tone. Whether it was intended or not, Sophia’s smirk curls into a sneer at the thought.
LEGATO: And really, I think it’d be our best interest to steer clear of anything stupid, especially since you’re still vying for a rematch.
Sophia Pike: I’m not vying for anything. I already proved I deserve it--not that they’re listening. So it will happen again tonight, as long as you don’t get in my way.
There’s no absence of malice in the Queen of King County’s town, her eyes flicking up and down the reigning champion for just a moment.
Sophia Pike: This isn’t some fair fight--you know it as well as I do. It’s a sacrifice--one more name fed to the meat grinder. He should count his blessings they didn’t put his belt on the line, because he gets to play champion for a while longer...but it’s not his that I’m interested in...
Once again, her eyes flick down to the championship on LEGATO’s shoulder--but it’s only for a fraction of a second, before she stares into the reigning champion’s eyes again.
LEGATO: A lot of people are, Pike. There’s some truth to your claim to come for what’s mine--
He eyes the nameplate on the belt, the very one that has been there since the belt’s inception.
LEGATO: Don’t lose tonight. Page’s a strange man, but you shouldn’t get ahead of yourself. He’s a proven champion while you’re trying to route yourself to just a shot. If he beats you, you might find yourself put behind all the new signees...where no one can hear you bitch and moan.
The cold blue eyes of the NPP Champion narrow at Sophia.
LEGATO: Not that I mind either way. If my next challenger is someone new, it’d be different from someone who I’ve beat already.
The stoicness breaks in favor of a smirk not too far off from Sophia’s. Sophia chuckles a little bit, the first to break eye-contact, if for only a second, as her head bobs up and down, briefly tonguing at the inside of her cheek.
Sophia Pike: You can’t stop milking one fluke win from eighteen months ago...but don’t you worry. I don’t lose--least of all to people that aren’t fit to lace my fucking boots. You’re worried about these newcomers? Heh...one of them didn’t last four minutes with me last time out, I’m not worried about any of them.
A single shoulder shrugs upwards.
Sophia Pike: And I’m not worried about Page--title or not. You actually do your job, and stay out of the way...and you’ll see why.
LEGATO starts to crack until he lets out a derisive chuckle.
LEGATO: One fluke win from 18 months ago? Pike, whatever you may call it, it’s the reason why I’m a champion--but that’s a discussion for some other time. I’ll stay out of your way. Don’t do nothing stupid. And we’ll have an easy time.
He starts for the other side of the Emerald City Siren, but stops midway.
LEGATO: Good luck. Don’t need any more flukes.
Sophia sneers as LEGATO moves past her, shaking her head.
Sophia Pike: I don’t need luck.
It’s a second or two longer that Sophia stares in the departing champion’s direction, before she turns and leaves the scene herself, grumbling something under her breath as we cut away.
Page Killebrew(c) vs Sophia Pike
RECAP Given that this was the second time these two had faced off, Page was really on display here. While it's too be said, he didn't necessarily to horribly against Sophia the first time around, he also didn't exactly do well. So, either PK had begun to come into himself as Impure Champion, or he just knew what to expect this time around. Either way, he definitely looked better against the Mad Queen. Sophia was just as aggressive as always, demanding to be in control throughout the match, even when PK was throwing her off. What's more, any thwarting maneuver from Page made her more irritated. So it was helping, yet also hurting him. Still, he wasn't about to give up. From ringside, LEGATO kept on an eye on the two, quick to notice anytime the pairing were tied up on the ropes too long, a submission was held after a break a moment more, etc. He could have done so from inside the ring, but he was attempting to take himself out of the equation as much as possible. He didn't want to be involved, really. Pike tosses PK over with a hip toss, and he's able to roll through to his feet. Sophia strikes fast with a european uppercut that has Page seeing stars, but he fights to stay on his feet. Instead, she drops him with an STO. She flips him over and lays across him for a pin. One...Twkickout! She scoffs, jumping on PK and grounding him with a barrage of elbows. He throws up his arms to try and defend himself from the onslaught. The referee counts out loud, before telling Sophia to break it up. She doesn't. He says it again, and she continues. From ringside, you hear LEGATO "Knock it off, Pike!" as he pounds on the canvas. She slowly turns, and scoffs at him, as well. She gets PK to his feet, grabbing him by his hair and dragging him over to LEGATO's apron. She looks like she wants to make some sort of example, or display him to LEGATO in some way, but Page begins giving hard elbows to Sophia's gut. He gives her a few good ones and she's forced to release him. He runs for the ropes, bounding back and hitting Sophia with a running cunt punt! The audience winces and Pike kneels over. Killebrew leaps up into a fameasser, hooking Sophia's leg. One...Two...TKickout! Pike kicks out in time, forcing herself to her feet and giving Page a knee to the face. He rolls backwards and onto his feet, before Sophia grabs hold of his arm, delivering a double knee armbreaker. Page drives himself up to his knees, but clutches his arm in pain. Sophia grabs hold of Page's arm, and goes in for a kick to his face. But, Page ducks, and he makes sure he holds onto Sophia's arm, although now she's caught. He pulls her arm through her legs and stands up, before summoning all his strength to lift and flip her into a huge pumphandle drop! Sophia's neck hits the canvas hard, and she clutches it with both hands, but the move takes a lot out of PK too, as they both lie on the canvas. The NPP Faithful chant and yell for them to get up. Although Sophia still clutches her neck, the two get to their feet about the same time. Sophia lunges, spinning his arm around and smashing him with a hammerlock DDT. She lies her back across his chest for a pin. One...Two...Silence. Sophia looks over to the referee to see him waving to the other side of the ring. There on the apron, was Sky George. Intentionally or not, she had interrupted the count for the referee. He continued waving at her to get down off the apron. Sophia looked on with confusion, breaking the pin herself, as the referee walked closer to Sky. Once closer enough, PFFFFFFSSSSS! Sky mists the ref in the face with vape juice! He rolls around on the canvas, screaming, until he finds a corner of the ring to crouch and hide in. Sky laughs...but Sophia still had her damn pin broken, and now this BS? She runs forward, giving Sky a forearm to the face and knocking her off the apron. Andrew Krazy suddenly appears on the other side of the apron, another PK's Pledge Class rush? Or whatever they're called. By this time, Page is up, sees Andrew and plants him with a running dropkick, also kicking him off the apron. On a third side, Caspar Collins jumps up on the apron. Now, Sophia is pissed. Who the fuck are these people ruining her win? PK, well, he knows his pledges are getting a little rowdy on him. However, it's special enforcer LEGATO from behind them that knocks Caspar off the apron. Then, the giant RUiN, who is triple superkicked off the apron by all three. Bianca LeBlanc is at ringside, apparently about to join in until she sees how the others turned out. She makes a face, and walks away pretending she wasn't apart of this. Our three in the ring look at each other for a moment, in slight disbelief of what just happened. PK, already friendly with LEGATO, offers Sophia a high five. Instead, Pike looks at LEGATO, before giving Page a right hand, and an Emerald City Flowsion (Emerald Flowsion). She had seen prior that the referee was able to see well enough, still sitting in the corner. She hooked Killebrew's leg for the three count, pinning Page almost at LEGATO's feet. WINNER Sophia Pike METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 12:43 FINISHING MOVE Emerald City Flowsion (Emerald Flowsion) POST-MATCH Sophia immediately pops off Page, PK rolls out, and the referee comes over to raise Sophia's hand. She refuses, smacking his hand away and demanding to have her hand raised by the special enforcer. Addisyn, the ring announcer, hands LEGATO back the North Pacific Championship, and he places it on his shoulder first. Then, he looks at Sophia as if to say she must be crazy. She yells something to him and says he should do his job, or something along the lines. Not super sure, nobody has a damn mic in this ring so we're just going off bits we hear. He looks more than skeptical, but then again, she had played fair all match...for the most part, why do something funny now? Right when LEGATO looked as if he'd do it, Sophia struck. She drove her knee right into LEGATO's gut, causing him to drop the North Pacific Championship, just before she cracked his head on the plate with an Emerald City Flowsion (Emerald Flowsion). She said a few more, unheard, things to the champion, picking up the belt and raising it to the sky, before placing it back down on the mat. Sophia appears to mouth, "soon", before exiting the ring. |