Post by Legal Department on Oct 15, 2020 20:26:53 GMT -8
The fifth installment of One Wrestle Movement Glory opens up with a brief pyrotechnics display while the opening video package plays on the 1Tron, accompanied by Glory's new theme song.
The doors to the parking lot swing open and the small yet mighty Nevada crowd is super loud as their 1WM World Heavyweight champion confidently strides in and makes her way down the hall.
Krystal Kirk: Aww. Why is cuzzy still wearing that dang mask? Hirata Dokueki ain't gon' approve of dis..
Marci D'Abruzzo: Ah, let her wear the stupid thing, Krystal. I wanna see Dokueki rip her head off this time!
There's a brief hush as Arley quickly reaches behind her head. Her hands work fast and it's only a matter of about ten seconds before the Suicida mask is unhooked, and with a HUGE pop, Arley whips the mask off and casually tosses it behind her!
Krystal Kirk: Oh I'm SO happy for her!
The fans can see that AK is not only living up to her promise, but that she's virtually back to her old self again.
Arley Kirk: YUH, VEGAS!!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: That's it, I'm seriously going to have that stupid word banned from our broadcasts!
Krystal just laughs as they hit Arley with another pop and they drown Marci out anyway.
]Arley Kirk: Gotdangit does it feel good to be out of that thing! I thought for a while there, I'd NEVER b…
Arley is suddenly ambushed by Hirata Dokueki herself who was waiting in the shadows as Arley was about to turn the corner.
Marci D'Abruzzo: We're getting this party started early!!!
The crowd BOOOO as Dokueki flings Arley's legs out from under her, hauls her up and sends her crashing into the concrete wall behind her with a spear tackle and a sickening thud! Dokueki wastes no time in stomping a mudhole in Arley and then dragging her to her feet before bouncing her head off the wall.
Krystal Kirk: Look out Cuzzy!
The crowd seems dismayed as Dokueki bounces Arley's head once more and then doubles her over with a knee to the stomach.
Krystal Kirk: Dokueki is gon' powabomb her down da stairs!!
The fans are elated as Dokueki hauls AK up on her shoulders, but Arley's fists are a blur and then she manages to send Dokueki off in the other direction with an impromptu spinning headscissors!
Marci D'Abruzzo: I don't think that these lunatics are going to stop fighting like savages any time soon! I'm getting word from elsewhere backstage that.
Marci growls into her headset as she is interrupted by a scene coming up on the 1Tron. The trio of the Mancini Syndicate are in the back of a limo being driven into the arena, Viola would speak to her business associates planning ahead for the night.
Viola Mancini: This is going to be a bit of a rough night for us. Carmilla, I know it's your first official match, but, you should do fine.
Carmilla Morricone: Relax. The guy's a total edgelord. Who has the last name Slayer, anyway? A real tough guy wouldn't need a name like that if he was the real deal. He should be a cakewalk.
Isabella Terrano: Not to mention, I've got your back.
Isabella chimed in, despite not having a fight of her own. She would drink a little bourbon, as Viola added in.
Viola Mancini: Yes, and while it is a shame that the company decided to split us up as a unit to give the other teams a fighting chance in the tournament, we're still a family. And not only that, a family that knows how to get the job done.
Viola said, as she pats her newly acquired half of the OATH tag team championships.
Viola Mancini: I know one day, you two will add more gold to our treasury. It's only a matter of time before you do so. Tonight, you and I are coming out with some big wins, Carmilla. You'll make an example out of Alex, while I have Cassie Mason. She'll be a bit of a fight, but, nothing I can't handle... especially when I've got an ace up my sleeve as well.
She said nodding to Isabella who nodded back. As the car parked, Carmilla chimed in.
Carmilla Morricone: Alright, girls. Let's get to work.
The trio said, exiting the vehicle and readying to fight.
Krystal Kirk: Strong words, y'all! It looks like we be fixin' to find out right now! Let's get to our openin' match!
DING DING DING!!!
Slayer and Morricone both stride forward, and Alex Slayer is looking for the traditional circle before the lock up, yet the fans BOO as Morricone checks him with a sharp roundhouse to the back of the head. Seizing the opportunity, Morricone growls and delivers a hairpull before sticking out her knee and dragging him into it. Going for a quick cover, Morricone only gets a one and a half count.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Hah! I love the intensity! My girl Morri-freakin-cone has had this Slayer putz contained since that damn bell rang!
Krystal Kirk: Ya mebbe so, Da Broozo, but da match is only a minute an' a half old!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Whatever. Camila Morricone dragging this Alex Slayer back to his feet and sending him in for an Irish whip.[/color]
On the rebound, Morricone leaps up and moves in to deliver her patented Bicycle knee lift, yet Slayer pops the crowd as he sidesteps and then reels the unwitting Morricone into a grounded hammerlock.
Krystal Kirk: OH! Invert'd arm breaka! Nice!! Cover by Slayer!
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TWO...
Marci D'Abruzzo: Of course Camila Morricone was finna kick out, Kirk!
Krystal Kirk: Oh no doubt, seems like a tough cookie!
Morricone is still in this, yet it's Slayer who is in control now as he drags her back to a vertical base and Slayer tries for an Irish whip into the corner, yet Morricone handily reverses it and manages to send Slayer crashing into the corner hard, where he slumps.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Runnin' face wash!! Did ya see his head snap back?!
Slayer is seemingly out on his feet as Morricone growls and drags him back up. Slayer is met with a Morricone forearm to the throat which sends him reeling backwards. Morricone grimaces and winds up to deliver another brutal forearm.
Krystal Kirk: Slaya catches da arm!! Shadow ova Innsmouth outta nowhere! Morricone be outta it!
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TWO...
THREE!
DING DING DING!!!
Mari Moon: The winner of this match as result of a pinfall, ALEX SLAYYYYYER!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Bullshit. Absolutely ridiculous!
Krystal Kirk: Now now, Da Broozo, just coz the Slayer newb got the better of ya Gangsta noob, no need for da sour grapes!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Do you even freakin know who you're talking to, Kirk? I'll give YOU sour gr...ahh forget it. You're not worth it.
Krystal Kirk: Well whateva floats ya goat! Great first match ere, folks. Let's go to a...
The fans in attendance are in an absolute audible tailspin as Dokueki and Kirk's backstage brawl once more comes up on the big screen. There's a shrill screech from Arley as she manages to escape Dokueki's attempt to ram her face first into the wall, nailing Dokueki with an impromptu shiranui onto the concrete in the hallway! Arley wastes no time diving on Dokueki, her arm a blur of windmill punches as we fade out and come back to the commentary desk.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Animal. Your cousin? You should get her a rabies shot.
Krystal Kirk: I 'gree. She be NUTS. But shuddup Da Broozo! Let's go check out anudda match yuh?
Marci D'Abruzzo: Please don't say "Yuh".
Krystal Kirk: Speakin' of which...
The ongoing war between Kirk and Dokueki rages backstage as they see Dokueki try to smack Arley in the face with a trash can, yet Arley blocks and manages to smack Dokueki in the head with it instead. Arley dumps the trash can on Dokueki's head before she delivers a sharp standing dropkick. A loud *clang* results and the trash can falls off Dokueki's head, a dazed Dokueki following a second after it.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Stupid, definitely. Entertaining? A little.
The fans heat up briefly as Arley takes a run up, but they groan as AK goes for her patented running 450, yet Dokueki holds the trash can up.
Krystal Kirk: Oh I hate dat sound.
Arley lands ribs first on the steel and bounces off clutching her midection. Dokueki picks up the now indented can and angrily heaves it at Arley, just missing her head with another loud clang!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Seriously. If we keep rolling on these morons, they will murder each other all day. We got a professional wrestling broadcast to get through! Let's go to a match!
DING DING DING!!!
Belmont and Xalvador lock up in the middle, and Xalvador growls before shoving Belmont hard, causing him to hit the deck and roll over backwards. Damon Xalvador wastes no time drilling Belmont with a running dropkick to the face for good measure before hauling him back up to his feet.
Krystal Kirk: Damon Xalvador wit a military press! I ain't seen one o dese fo a while!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Ya ain't seen ya damn feet for a while either, preggo.
As Xalvador simply walks forward and drops David Belmont behind him, the crowd pipes up as Belmont lands on his feet. Unwittingly, Xalvador sneers and gets a BOO as he cusses out the fans, but it's immediately followed by a huge POP as Belmont reels him into a cutthroat leg hook belly to back suplex!
Krystal Kirk: Woah! Xalvador landin' HARD! Cover ere!
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TWO...
T...
Marci D'Abruzzo: Something you gotta understand about Xalvador? He's a tough sumbitch! He has no regard for his own safety let alone anyone else's! This dude is too tough to die!
Belmont definitely seems to have worn Xalvador down considerably with that suplex and is able to haul Xalvador up to a vertical base with some difficulty, as Xalvador's legs are like jello right now.
Krystal Kirk: Belmont be lookin' fo anudda suplex, dis time of da German variety!
The momentum of Belmont's suplex is halted indefinitely by a barrage of Xalvador back elbows, sending him reeling back. Xalvador ducks under a clothesline attempt.
Krystal Kirk: Russian legsweep!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Now Xalvador is moving in for the Boston crab.
The crowd get excited once more as Xalvador grabs onto Belmont's legs and tries to turn him over, yet Belmont manages to turn it around on Xalvador with a catapult into the turnbuckles!
Krystal Kirk: Running dropkick to da back! Belmont reels him into a small package!
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...
The crowd is beside themselves as Xalvador manages to roll free and get the shoulder up at the last second!
Marci D'Abruzzo: What'd I tell ya, Kirk?! What did I tell ya?
Frustrated, Belmont sits up and lets out a battle cry, the crowd getting loudly behind him. Belmont takes an arm and a handful of Xalvador's hair before hauling him up to a vertical base once more and then doubling him over with a knee to the midsection.
Krystal Kirk: Belmont be lookin' for da NATIVITY IN BLACK.
Belmont throws an arm over his shoulder and hauls Xalvador up, but there's a ruckus in the crowd as Xalvador hooks his leg and plants his feet before floating over.
Marci D'Abruzzo: F*CK YOUR LIFE!!
ONE
TWO
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!!
Mari Moon: The winner of this match, as result of a pinfall, DAMON XALLLLLVADORRRR!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Well I totally don't hate to say that I told ya so, Kirk! You never listen to me. Ever.
Krystal Kirk: An' why should I, Da Broozo? Ya shoulda been a politician.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Mock me if you must, but I totally knew what was up when it came to the outcome of this match!
Krystal Kirk: Yeah, yeah. Both men were pretty dang 'mpressive, but Xalvador pulled out da dubya in da end. I be gettin' word that we be goin' to da back. Dere be a segment goin' on!
Marci D'Abruzzo: I really hope that your stupid cousin and her playmate have learnt some civility by now! A veteran and a world champion acting like this is..
Krystal Kirk: Goshdurn entertaining!
Marci D'Abruzzo: No, you putz! It's a horrific example!
Krystal Kirk: Yadda yadda yadda! Let's go to it already!
An interruption in the feed for a moment of static and returns with Mason Roenick, Backstage with Abaddon standing behind him with arms crossed. Mason with that evil smirk on his face as he begins to speak.
Mason Roenick: In just a moment, myself as my partner standing behind me will walk to that ring to face Cold Addams and Griffin Hawkins, in what I like to call just a little preview of what is to come at the Legendary Seven Tag Team Cup. Now I must warn you all, what you will see with myself and more so Abaddon is what happens when you try and poke the bear as the saying goes with me. You see, at the last Glory I was placed in a match with two partners that I had zero say in, and then there became a new threat that if I didn’t find a partner myself, I would be given one regardless if I get alone with him or not. See I felt like I made myself the right choice after what I saw with Cain and the Shareholder for example. See I wasn’t about to take that chance again. So I did something about it, That where this monster behind me comes in, I wasn’t planning to show my brothers and sisters that walk with me so soon. Unlike some who have shown there whole hand and I have only just begun. You see everything that I do, is done for a reason. Soon in time you will all see just what I mean.
Mason smirks with a pause for a moment as he waves his finger as if he had an idea kind of thought.
Mason Roenick: You see Griffin Hawkins, the man who decided to cross me on the social media, look I know man, I know you just love to be the comedian, while sure you reputation that you seem to have all over the social media says sure you can be hardcore when the time is needed, you threaten that I would bleed as if I would be afraid of doing that. What was it you also said? Something about pain? You see that what makes us a little different. You see I like pain, my partner likes pain. We love to inflected when it's necessary. The thing is you for the longest time may have good idea what pain is and what you be throw in your career you may have thought you had such a good understanding of it in both taking it and dishing it out. However, you and your partner for the night in Cold, you are both in for a rude awakening that you never thought you would ever see come your way. You see this is just my beginning and one of the many battles of this war in the revolution that I have launched on this movement, This is my moment that I lead. One that I will be the one that is remember for thousands of years from now. While people like the two of you will on be after thoughts.
Mason starts giving his evil laugh as he stares into the camera before he speaks again.
Mason Roenick: The gates have now been opened and there is no going back now. The two of you will get just a small taste as to what is to come during the Legendary Tag Team Cup. You will see and find out just what kind of team we will be. I understand that in this business you Griff maybe the legend but tonight they’re going to be a different kind of head banging going. As for you Ice Cream man, things in your world are about to what would you like for me to say, melt? Or maybe your career gets put on ice? Regardless, after the two of us are down with you, you're going to wish that you had stayed at the Ice Cream parlor that you came from, because we are not here to play games. Where not here to serve some deserts either. However, we are here to make you suffer and make you open your eyes and mind to the truth that I speak, the lies that the both of you have been living all your life. Get ready because the war is beginning.
Mason gives off an evil laugh as he and Abaddon walk off out of view before the scene fades to black.
Krystal Kirk: I get da baaaad chills from dis guy an' his cronies. I be tellin' ya dat much fa free.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Oh quit being such a baby. You know it's a smoke and mirrors magic show! Tell ya what, though. That Abaddon is big. He's DAMN big. That's fearsome in itself. That's...
Krystal is kind of relieved as a few whirrs of static abruptly cut Marci off and "RestInPeace" hits the P.A as Kasey Kash appears at the top of the ramp and makes his way down to the ring.
Mari Moon:Making his One Wrestle Movement debut tonight, ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you... the resident asshole, Kaseyyy KASSSSH!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Haven't we got enough weird lookin' fuckers hanging around these parts, Kirk?
Krystal Kirk: Damn what is with ya tanight? Ya more of a cold fish den usual!
On the Precipice of Defeat by Shirō Sagisu blares over the backdrop giving way to a though of a Bleach Anime episode about to begin as Legion comes out to entrance ramp riding his Indian Motorcycle! He revs the engine a couple of times before cruising down ringside. He hops off and steps into the ring and glares across at Kash.
Krystal Kirk: Looks like we got us some pre-built an'mosity to get dis one started, Da Broozo!
DING DING DING!!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: You're an idiot.
This bout starts off fast and feverish as there's a brief lock up and Kasey Kash is able to get in a quick headlock takedown and a body scissors, yet Legion is able to kick his way free. Both men back to their feet and there's a deep arm drag by Kash. Legion back to his feet, and Kasey Kash moves in for another arm drag, yet Legion blocks and cuts Kash down with a harsh downward chop to the chest which drops him to one knee. Basement dropkick to the face and a cover attempt..
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T...
Krystal Kirk: I love da pace dese two be keepin'.
Legion seizes control and drags Kash to his feet. The fans pipe up as Legion locks his arms around the waist of Kasey Kash and locks in his patented Panic Attack bear hug!
Marci D'Abruzzo: That's how you get it done! Thrash the poor sucker around while you squeeze every last drop of air outta him!
Legion's bear hug is growing with intensity with each passing second, and Kasey Kash takes some serious damage before he lands a back elbow to the side of the head, stunning Legion. Another quick series of back elbows has Legion relinquishing his grasp, and Kasey wastes no time nailing Legion with a spinning backfist before reeling him into a ripcord.
Krystal Kirk: Kappo kick! Wow! Here's da cover!
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T...
Krystal Kirk: Kash almost had 'im dere!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Just like everything you do, Kirk. Almost, but not quite. Anyhow, Kash isn't wasting any time here.
Kash hauls Legion back up to his feet and tries for an Irish whip, yet Legion plants his feet and reverses, sending Kash crashing into the corner and immediately following up with a running splash. Kash tumbles out of the corner and crumples in a heap just before Legion leaps to the top rope.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Trust fall by Legion! Oof!
The fans perk up once more and seem to groan as Kash pops his knees up at the last second, and it looks like Legion got virtually impaled. The fans perk up even more as Kash springs to his feet and bounces off the bottom turnbuckle, then the middle, then off the top and launches into a moonsault!
Krystal Kirk: Holy smokes! Cover by Kash!
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TWO...
Marci D'Abruzzo: Trust you to be thrilled by that showy bullcrap, Kirk. It never gets the job done.
Just as Krystal is about to object, the fans drown her out as Kasey has hauled Legion to his feet and delivered a sickening looking ripcord bicycle knee and is hitting the ropes.
Krystal Kirk: On da rebound!!
Crowd: OHHHHHHH!!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: What an uppercut!!
Kash fell limp and crumbled to the mat as Legion let out a roar and delivered the uppercut out of nowhere as Kash was going for the shining wizard.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Legion hooks him up! Drop-down backbreaker!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!!
Krystal Kirk: Kasey Kash wit an extremely 'mpressive showin' ere at Glory 6, yet Legion's experience facta an unpredictability be comin' into play ere. Dis ain' da last we be seein' of either of dese fellas. Welcome to One Wre... WHAT DA HELL?!
The crowd is suddenly in a ruckus as the camera cuts to the backstage area just as Hirata Dokueki throws Arley Kirk over her shoulders and into the side of a production truck at full force, trying to immediately follow up with a steel chair shot which, judging by the sound it made as it met the side of the production truck, would have just about killed Arley if she didn't drop down at the last second. Seeing her chance, Arley gets a brief laugh as she manages to sweep kick Dokueki's feet out from under her and the Poison Dragon hits the cement hard. Dokueki grimaces and holds her lower back as Arley leans in, grabs her by the lapels and screams in her face.
Arley Kirk: LEAVE ME ALONE, DOKUEKI!! WHAT THE FAKK.
Arley is sent reeling as Dokueki snarls and delivers a headbutt right between the eyes, followed by a running kick to the side of the head.
Hirata Dokueki: NO, little one. Why should I?
Dokueki smirks evilly as she hauls a screeching Arley to her feet by her hair.
Hirata Dokueki: I never did like playing with Barbies, but..you're different!
Dokueki stuns Arley with a back elbow before swinging her around and sending her through a nearby window with a running hip toss!
Krystal Kirk: OH LORT!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: HAHAHA!
The window glass completely shatters out of the pane as Arley crashes through it, and Dokueki snickers before simply leaping through and proceeding to pummel Arley with punches amid the glass. The fans are LOUD as the scene closes and we come back to a shot of the arena.
Krystal Kirk: I mean, dat is GLASS, y'all!
Marci D'Abruzzo: That's ya stupid cousin, y'all!
We quickly beam back to a shot of Dokueki trying something on Arley and being surprised with a catapult into a pile of glass for her trouble. Both women's arms and backs are now streaked with crimson from the various cuts generated by the dangerous game they're playing right now.
Krystal Kirk: Yanno. I really don't think AK is all dat stoopid, Da Broozo.
Marci D'Abruzzo: She's a Kirk. Of course she is. Let's go to a match.
DING DING DING!!!
Mancini and Morse circle menacingly before Morse moves in for the lock up but Mancini tries to shrug her off and Morse reels her in for a snapmare takedown and a kick to the middle of her spine for her troubles. Basement dropkick and a cover attempt by Morse who goes in for the quick cover.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Pffft. Only a one count! Did the southern one really think she was gonna end it so soon?
Cassie Morse hauls Viola Mancini up to her feet and delivers a sharp European uppercut which seems to stagger Mancini, yet Viola is able to sidestep when Morse tries for another, haul her up and dump her with a high angle back suplex.
Krystal Kirk: Mancini assumin' beast mode wit dem mounted strikes, Da Broozo! Good a way as any to wear ya 'ponent down!
Mancini snarls and starts smashing Morse's head into the canvas repeatedly, yet the fans perk up as Cassie manages to roll on top and deliver her own series of mounted punches, adding in some mounted elbows for variation. Viola Mancini manages to block and once more roll on top delivering punches, forearms and elbows.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Savages. There's no sense of decorum tonight!
Krystal Kirk: Dey prefer da term 'pro wrestler', Da Broozo!
Meanwhile, Cassie had managed to kick Viola off of her, haul her up and send her for an Irish whip before launching to the outside and trying to catch Mancini with her patented Southern Death, yet Viola is in the right place at the right time!
Marci D'Abruzzo: LUPARA BIANCA...NO!!
Cassie sidestepped the flatliner attempt and thrilled the crowd with a swinging neckbreaker out of nowhere!
Krystal Kirk: Mancini hittin' HARD! A cover!
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Mancini kicks out yet she seems the worse for wear as she tries to shake off the cobwebs.
Krystal Kirk: I tink Morse be sensin' da end here, Da Broozo.
Cassie Morse hauls Viola Mancini up to her feet easily, stunning her with a European uppercut and then doubling her over with a single arm gutbuster.
Krystal Kirk: Cornfed Badass be haulin' her up! Country Style Piledr...
The fans BOOO as Viola, who was close to the ropes, grabs onto them and throws Morse off balance before reeling her into a sunset flip, rolling on top.
Krystal Kirk: HEY! Mancini is holdin' onto the bottom rope!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Ref don't see it, she totally ain't!
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TWO...
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!!
Mari Moon: The winner of this match as result of a pinfall, VIOLLLLA MANCINI!!
Cassie is FURIOUS as Viola immediately lets go and rolls out of the ring. Mancini beams arrogantly and raises both arms high as she celebrates her ill gotten win on the way back up the ramp.
Marci D'Abruzzo: I always told ya, Kirk. The mob? At the end of the day, by hook or by crook, there ain't no..
Krystal Kirk: Oh shuddup, Da Broozo. Mancini cheated plain an' simple! Morse don't look too happy bout it! Look at dis!
Cassie storms up the ramp after Mancini who turns around and tries to knock Cassie down with a clothesline, yet Cassie ducks under and the fans are on their feet as Morse spear tackles Mancini into the ramp and the two of them are sent rolling through the entrance curtain backstage and out of sight with the force that Cassie hits her with.
Krystal Kirk: I gotta 'gree wit cha, Da Broozo. 'Least on one ting. Da tension is at an all time high tonight 'ere at Glory 6!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Hang on a minute there, dunce cap. I'm gettin' word from backstage...
We cut backstage to see Carnival and Moonlight Master sitting on chairs eating popcorn, there’s an empty chair by Carnival’s side. You can’t see what they are watching, but by the sound of it, it looks like it’s two people brawling. Aurora joins them soon after and sits on the empty chair.
Aurora Master: They’re still at it?
Carnival Master: Yup, want some?
Carnival showed her sister her popcorns.
Aurora Master: Of course. Salty?
Carnival Master: ‘Course!
Moonlight Master: They’re pretty good fighters.
Carnival Master: Well, it’s the champion and a hot asian girl.
Aurora Master: That reminds me, what happened to your asian girlfriend?
Carnival Master: Yeah, it’s been so long that I’m not sure if I’m still legally allowed to talk about her.
Moonlight Master: Don’t you talk about her all the time?
Carnival Master: I never cared about rules anyways.
There was a moment of silence after that in which the sisters are just watching the fight offscreen, you can hear Arley and Dokueki screams.
Aurora Master: HOLY SHIT! Was that a...?
Carnival Master: Yeah, I think it was.
Moonlight Master: I had never seen anyone do that move in real life.
Aurora Master: I know! I thought it was impossible. They are really giving their all.
Carnival Master: Yeah, I mean, look at that move right now!
Moonlight Master: This might be the best fight I've ever seen in my life. When they start reversing each other's moves, it’s beautiful.
Carnival Master: No need to tell me, I can see it.
Aurora Master: That reminds me… aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for a match?
Carnival Master: I was, but then I saw these two doing literally the most gruesome moves and couldn’t help myself. But like, who cares?
Aurora Master: We’re having an undefeated streak, I want to keep it so I can brag about it on television. For that I need you to win this match.
Carnival Master: Chill, one of them is a hot asian woman and I know how to keep those laid on the floor, if you know what I mean. And the other is a guy Moonlight has defeated and we have the same genes, so we’re basically the same person.
Aurora looked at her 6 foot 5, muscle-freak sister and at her 5 feet 2 wobbly and thin sister.
Aurora Master: Not how it works.
Aurora is interrupted by an incredibly loud sound of flesh going against metal.
Carnival Master: GIGA ULTRA MEGA FUCKING ok. I just saw someone die. She is dead.
Moonlight Master: Ok, I’m calling the ambulance. No one survives that.
Aurora Master: Wait, wait, wait. She’s getting up.
Carnival Master: This is the best thing that ever happened in One Wrestle Movement.
We get to see the sisters look offscreen for a bit more while eating popcorn, but the screen then cuts to black without ever showing the fight.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Is everyone in One Wrestle Movement a freakin' lunatic or what?
Krystal Kirk: Again, dey be prefering da 'pro wrestler' moniker!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Well let's see 'em wrestle already!
DING DING DING!!!
This match begins with Nas, Dawn and Rei taking one look at each other and then with both Dawn and Rei turning around and trying to nail Nas with a double clothesline, yet Nas successfully telegraphs this ambush and ducks under. Nas kicks Rei in the stomach and nails her with a double underhook backbreaker. Dawn shrugs and runs up and the crowd groans as she drills Rei with a double stomp. As Rei lays winded, Nas and Dawn proceed to lay into each other with strikes.
Krystal Kirk: It don't seem like there is any kinda loyalty in dis match, Da Broozo. But I seen some flashes of good ol' teamwork! Dis is confusin' but great so far!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Everything is confusing, but great, to you! Anyhow. Nas and Master busily throw hands while Park is slowly getting to her feet.
Nas drops Dawn to her knees with a brutal downward chop which echoes around the T-Mobile arena!
Crowd: WOOOOOO!!
Rei steams in and catches Nas off guard, sending him spinning into the corner with a high impact tilt a whirl headscissors!
Marci D'Abruzzo: And Dawn Master is about to capitalize! MASTERPLAN on Par...
The crowd really perks up as Rei is able to avoid and twist her way free. Park catches Master and reels her back in.
Krystal Kirk: Short arm bicycle high knee! Dawn be hittin' da deck!
Rei looks around at the Vegas crowd before spotting Nas in the corner and taking a run up.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Holy hell, running inverted cannon… Aye! Dios mio! ETHER CLASSIC!
The crowd GROANS as Nas springs up and Rei hits the deck violently from his impromptu Yakuza kick. Nas scrambles to make the cover.
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Krystal Kirk: Dis Dawn kid just LOVES dem double stomps! Dis match continues!
With Rei unmoving and Nas clutching the small of his back in pain, Dawn Master seizes control and hauls Nas to his feet. Yet Nas was seemingly playing possum and Dawn cops a hard Irish whip into the corner. Nas leapt out to the apron and looked to be going for his patented shotgun stunner, yet Master anticipated this and the crowd got a little louder as Nas ate all of a vicious tornado DDT instead!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Dawn Master is lookin' around. She smells that good ol' fashioned blood in the water.
Master notices the close proximity of the prone bodies of Nas and Rei and wastes no time in hitting her Perfect Chaos before covering them both.
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DING DING DING!!!
Mari Moon: The winner of this match as result of a pinfall, DAWWWN MASTERRRR!
Krystal Kirk: I gots ta admit. 'mpressive showin' by all three, but Dawn Masta really be turnin' some heads tanight!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Of course she is, Dunce Cap. This Master clan are a rare breed. It's about time they got a chance to show what they can really do. They've done nothing but excel.
Krystal Kirk: I dunno why ya say that. I don't tink dey know much bout spreadsheets, Da Broozo.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Ugh. Can we get away from this stupid already? I swear to God it is PAINFUL!
There are some whirs of static, and the cameras cut to the backstage area where Hirata Dokueki is preparing to launch Arley Kirk into a row of vending machines via crucifix bomb, yet Arley lands on her feet behind her and the crowd laughs as Dokueki is launched into them via standing dropkick to the back of the head in her place.
Marci D'Abruzzo: No! No! I said I want the broadcast to move AWAY from the stupid!! Not leap head first into the thick of it!
Arley goes to haul Dokueki back up, but she cries out and the fans BOO as they watch the poison dragon kick her right in the crotch and then deliver a vicious throat punch as Arley stooped over. Dokueki grins evilly as she cruelly drags Arley back to her feet via her hair alone, and there is a huge crowd turn around as Arley angrily delivers a back elbow followed by a flurry of punches and then Dokueki falls victim to a blink-and-you'll-miss-it hammerlock swinging neckbreaker which sent the two of them crashing through the double doors which lead into the locker room area, and the camera cuts away back to commentary.
Krystal Kirk: Somethin' tells me that One Wrestle Movement is up for a huge damage bill from da T-Mobile arena, Da Broozo!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Yeah, no shit. Okay! Alright already! We get it! You want to eat up as much of our broadcasts time as humanly possible, but we have a freakin' tag match to get through! Let's get it happening, because I for one, like *actual* wrestling!
DING DING DING!!!
Krystal Kirk: Looks as tho we be startin' dis match off wit Cold Addams an' dis big ol' Abaddon lad!
Cold's face shows fear albeit determination as he starts to circle the his menacing opponent. The crowd perk up as Cold looks around and shrugs before launching himself at Abaddon with a huge diving forearm smash, yet the big man catches him out of mid air and the crowd groans as Abaddon cries out and lays Addams across his knee with a sickening looking backbreaker! Cold seems to spasm before clutching the middle of his back, yet he has no time to dwell. Abaddon hauls him to his feet easily and sends a crushing uppercut Cold's way!
Krystal Kirk: Nice ring 'wareness on da part of Cold Addams!
Cold Addams manages to roll out of the way, kip back up to his feet and take Abaddon by surprise with a hard Irish whip into his team's corner, yet this causes Cold to drop to a knee and grimace as he clutches his back and then quickly crawls over and gets the tag to Griffin Hawkins who immediately nails Abaddon with a float over DDT out of the corner and then quickly heads to the top rope, popping the fans as he executes a picture perfect leg drop and then goes for the cover!
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Krystal Kirk: An' broken up by Mason Roenick! Da ref is pretty pissed at him tho!
Mason briefly argues with the ref as he is escorted out. Meanwhile, Griff went to haul Abaddon to his feet, but the crowd HATE him for it as he drills Griff with a low blow.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Hahaha. It's brilliant, right?
Krystal Kirk: It's an asshole of a move if ya ask me!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Yeah, but nobody did, Dunce cap.
Abaddon hauls Griff over to his corner and gets the tag to Mason Roenick, the crowd once again voicing their disapproval as the two of them work on Griff in the corner with kicks, stomps and punches. As the referee once more gets pissed off and warns Abaddon as he hurries him out, Roenick nails Griff with a corner snapmare and a flipping jawbreaker before diving on top of him with mounted punches. The crowd really perks up when Griff is able to roll on top and deliver a brutal series of elbows to the face before hauling a stunned Roenick to his feet.
Krystal Kirk: Moonwalk DDT! Gotta love it! Cover by Hawkins!
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Mason Roenick gets the shoulder up at two and Griff wastes no time hauling Roenick up and getting the tag to a more refreshed Cold Addams.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Oh no! I know what this is, and it's disgusting!
The crowd perks up some more as Cold stuns Roenick with a snap roundhouse and then hangs all of his limbs across the top and middle rope in the corner. He gives the crowd his signature taunt before he takes a run up...
Krystal Kirk: BANANA SPLITS. NO! Wait!
The crowd perks up even more as Mason Roenick manages to free himself and this causes Cold Addams to go crashing into Griffin Hawkins, sending him bouncing off the ring apron into the barricade wall in a temporary daze. Meanwhile...
Marci D'Abruzzo: Cold Addams hit the ring post! Mason Roenick is hauling him out of that corner! Kick to the gut! FINAL KISS!! This could be it!!
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Griffin *just* missed out on scrambling back inside and breaking it up.
Mari Moon: The winners of this match, ABADDONNN AND MASONNNN ROEEEENICK!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: The far more dour, serious and obviously match focused duo took it home tonight, Kirk!
As Krystal is about to argue and the combatants in this match scramble up the ramp, the fans are suddenly on their feet as Arley Kirk literally comes flying out from behind the curtain and crashes painfully into the ramp, quickly followed by Hirata Dokueki who gets a BOOO as she lets out a roar and taunts the One Wrestle crowd by dribbling her fearsome murky poison mist down her chin and then hauling Arley up to her feet, nailing her with a forearm and then carelessly launching her into the crowd with a military press right into the lap of a familiar looking fan!
Krystal Kirk: LOOK! It's SUPER TIGER!!!
Marci D'Abruzzo groans as Tiger gets her bearings as a One Wrestle graphic comes up on the screen bearing her name. Tiger narrows her eyes as she drags her KTPG counterpart back up and the crowd is aghast as Super Tiger hauls Arley up onto her shoulders. Arley stands and leaps off, sending Hirata sprawling with a visually stunning 630 plancha off Tiger's shoulders!
Krystal Kirk: WOW!! Both women are laid out!
The referee blocks out the ear which doesn't have an earpiece and then nods, counting to one. And then two...
Marci D'Abruzzo: Why is this dopey referee starting to count?!
Krystal Kirk: I've just been informed that DIS is now a sanctioned match!!
Marci D'Abruzzo: Good! Geddup DOKUEKI!! Eat her face again!!! Hahaha!!
Krystal Kirk: You evil b..
Marci D'Abruzzo: Whatever. Ya stupid cousin is back to her feet and the count stops at six as she drags Dokueki back in the ring.
The fans perk up as Arley launches over the top rope and lands a spinning leg drop before leaping to the top rope.
Krystal Kirk: AK has had enough! Modified Phoenix splashhhh...oh SHIT…
Crowd: OHHHHHH!!!
The fans are in shock as Arley makes her final ration and Dokueki shifts out of the way. Arley eats shit as well as getting blasted with a faceful of dark green mist, sending her sprawling and clutching her stomach, alternately trying to wipe the dark substance out of her eyes.
Krystal Kirk: Da Dragon is haulin' up Cuzzy! What is she thinkin'?!
Marci D'Abruzzo: DRAGON'S LAST DANCE! THATS WHAT SHE BE THINKIN'!
The fans audibly and visibly grimace as Dokueki hits her Burning Hammer variation with gusto, and Arley's head snaps back with much the same! Dokueki sneers as she crosses Arley's arms over her chest.
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DING DING DING!!!
The fans are in shocked silence as Hirata Dokueki's theme hits the P.A and Mari announces the confusing end to Glory 6.
Mari Moon: The winner of this impromptu match, The Poison Dragon, HIIIIIRAAAAATA DOOOOKUEKIIIII!
Krystal is speechless, and Marci takes clear advantage of this. Dokueki soaks in the BOOOs as a mist-faced AK lays motionless and the broadcast fades out on the sneering face of Dokueki and the raucous BOOs which follow.
Marci D'Abruzzo: Glad this thing is over! That's a we have time for tonight, folks. Don't forget to hit up One Wrestle Movement when we come at ya live with Legendary 11: Double Down on the 31st! Sayonara!
The One Wrestle Movement logo flashes across the screen as the show comes to a close.