Post by Legal Department on Nov 2, 2021 20:05:33 GMT -8
The sun is shining and the fans are buzzing outside Faliro Sports Pavilion Arena in Athens, Greece. Standing outside the building is none other than Bodhi Bose, wearing an obnoxiously loud button-up shirt and a pair of slacks. He has his sunglasses on and standing behind him, both laughing at something on their phone, are the Headhunters. Bodhi adjusts his sunglasses looking at the camera with a grin on his face.
Bodhi Bose: Tonight is Legendary 21 live from beautiful Athens! There is magic in the air and all the fans out here are all begging for a chance to see the Kali Kartel in action. They crave it. They need it! And who are we to deny them? The Kali Kartel is in the house and we are ready to steal the show from top to bottom.
Bodhi walks back and forth a bit as he speaks, running down what is coming up on the huge event tonight.
Bodhi Bose: We got Solomon F'n Monster taking on a guy who calls himself the Straight Shooter... Come on. We know how that will end. That guy is a joke and Solomon just hurts people. Then on top of all that great Kali Kartel content you also get to see my boys, The Headhunters, in action! They are so on fire right now the staff can't even find someone worthy of competing against them. Whoever comes out to face Dex and Eric is going to end up just like all our opponents... A loser! You think those two crazy boys are going to let someone nobody beat them? Of course not.
Dexter Calloway: Ayeeee!
Bodhi Bose: So bring out the best tag teams in all of wrestling and watch them get humiliated one by one by the greatest team to ever work together. To be announced should just be called the next to be defeated.
Bodhi stops and turns back to the camera, his grin spread wide across his face, as he steps a bit closer.
Bodhi Bose: On top of all that action we also have the Glory championship match where I am facing Don... Wait. He's gone. I'm facing Cain Domino!
Eric Calloway: He's name is Dominguez.
Bodhi Bose: Domino sounds cooler though. Dominguez or Domingo or Wendigo I don't give a damn what he calls himself. He's not on my level. He's not even playing the same game as me or the rest of the Kartel. He's a dollar store chump wrestler. Why is he even getting this chance? Nobody wants to see this guy in 1WM, let alone see him as a champion. They see him too often standing outside 7-11 begging for a quarter so he can get a cheap drink. There is a reason my guys call him Homeless Harry.
Bodhi chuckles a bit with a nod of his head.
Bodhi Bose: But there is more! This guy has a sleazey, boring manager. Is Cain so dumb he needs someone to help to speak and think for him? It's pretty sad. If I was a better man I would probably pity Cain but I'm not capable of feeling any empathy for someone so disgusting and worthless. It's a flaw of mine. I don't have many but I have a few. This is not a man who is championship material. He is not even worthy of being in the same building as the Kali Kartel. He is a bottom of the barrel, no-good chump. That's why I will be your new Glory Champion.
Bodhi motions around his waist in that universal sign for a wrestling championship. He finally shrugs though trying to move on.
Bodhi Bose: I am happy 1WM has come to it's senses too. They were scared to give me a shot at a belt because they knew I would win it. They are scared of the Kali Kartel running the company but I think maybe they've come to their senses and realizes we already do. The Glory Championship is gonna be mine and it's just the first step of out total domination of this company. Cain, enjoy your moment of relevance while being in the ring with me because after I beat you nobody will care about you again. Tonight I make you matter and tonight I become the Glory Champion. You're welcome.
Bodhi grins as Eric runs up behind him, motioning for him to come over to where Dexter is standing with his hand over his mouth.
Eric Calloway: Bodhi! You gotta see dis! That chickie from last night jus sent Dex some nudie pics!
Bodhi looked at him before slowly lowering his sunglasses in disbelief. He shrugs and heads over to go look at Dexter's phone as the Kali Kartel all share a bit of a laugh before heading back into the arena before Legendary 21!
Taj: WELCOME EVERYONE TO LEGENDARY TWENTY ONE “THIS IS 1WM!”!
The arena comes to life and the Greek crowd is loud enough to just about drown out the sound of Legendary's theme music, only proceeding to almost drown out the pyrotechnics too! The camera pans to show the commentary table where Taj Hennessey-Monroe and America Vaughn are seated.
Taj: GOOD EVENING, EVERYBODY! ONE WRESTLE MOVEMENT HERE AND WE'RE COMING AT YOU LIVE FROM ATHENS, GREECE!
America: No time to flap your lips, Taj. Let’s get on with the show!
A long black car pulls up to the Faliro Sports Pavilion in Athens and then a man wearing a featureless black mask gets out of the driver’s side door and opens the back passenger’s door which a moment later Jacob Striker steps out of the car followed closely behind by the familiar figures of both Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer with Slayer stopping to look back into the car proper and talking to someone as the other two men come around the car, with Bane then getting Striker’s attention and motioning at the camera with a chuckle.
Jacob Striker: It’s not easy being popular in this industry. But even if you are the most popular mother fucker in this industry like your [redacted] or your Stephanie Matsudas or even your freaking Jason Longs and Matthew Knoxes...everyone understands that in this industry being polite is not just a needful thing-but it’s a sign of respect. Case in point, I was already preparing to face off against [redacted], a very talented young lady who has a bright and shiny future in this industry I might I add, for hopefully a match right here in Athens for Legendary this month.
But imagine my shock when this overdeveloped excuse of a Memphis Wrestling Territory *REJECT* up and decides that he's going to be my opponent instead and pushes his way into a match and forces me to wait for my match against [redacted]. Now further imagine my shock at the lack of any kind of respect when said Memphis Reject goes onto basically say that he's going to smash my skull in for not knowing my place or some shit like that?
Jake turns and looks over at Bane who can only offer up a shrug in response before the shorter man turns back to face the camera.
Jacob Striker: Solomon, I want you to understand something and that is I'm not afraid of you nor will I ever be afraid of you. You're just another lay about veteran who hopes that his ass can continue to write the rubber checks needed to keep yourself going in this company while you leech off of the Headhunters and getting your jollies out of listening to them and their butchered ability to speak after how many times that you've forced them to watch old tapes of your past wrestling matches. I chose to fight [redacted] because I wanted a good and solid fight, not a letdown throwdown with you and a short one at that because when you look at my record here in this sport as of late, you'll see one true thing and that is that I honestly don't give a shit what happens anymore because when it comes down to pure wrestling talent, there is no one greater on the entire One Wrestling Movement roster than *ME*.
Jake then turns and draps an arm across the shoulders of Bane and motions at the camera.
Jacob Striker: Then again, showing technical wrestling to anyone in the Kali Kartel is like reading Shakespeare to a dog, Thomas, and do you know why?
Thomas Bane: Why, Jacob?
Jacob Striker: Because that entire bunch is incredibly lacking in the intelligence department. I mean Solomon himself is so dense, light bends around him.
Bane winces at that comment as Jake gives a very harsh laugh.
Jacob Striker: The point of the matter is tonight, Solo, you are walking into this very arena looking to try and outfight me, you're probably off getting your jollys in torturing small defenseless animals as a way to properly get ready for this match.
Jake lifts his arm from across Bane's shoulders and uses that hand to point directly into the camera with a very serious look on his face.
Jacob Striker: But you need to stop that, right here and now. Be kind to animals or I'll armbar you until I snap the damned thing off your flabby little body, Solo. And don't think that I won't do it anyways because I fully intend to do JUST *that*!! So come at me with your best violence, Solo. Because your best is simply not going to be enough when you step into the ring with me here in this arena. Oh...and in case you think that I'm a man alone since Lash has basically declared that he doesn't need me anymore?
Jake turns and looks at both halves of the Shinigami Foundation with Slayer tossing a smirk at the camera while Bane has his usual cool, calm, and collected look on his face.
Jacob Striker: You bring your flimsy one hit wonders, because I've got a very stable Foundation at my back.
The three men then head into the arena as the screen fades to black.
As the bell sounds Kelli Saint slaps Solomon in the face. As Solomon stands there in shock, Kelli turns and slaps Quid across the face as well. Quid staggers and Kelli pulls him down into an inside cradle.
One…
Two…
T...KICK OUT!!!
Quid starts to roll away and Solomon looks to mount Kelli. Kelli catches him coming in with an inside cradle as well.
One…
Two…
TH...KICK OUT!!!
Quid runs over looking for a senton splash. Kelli moves and Quid crashes down onto Solomon on the mat. Kelli drops an elbow before rolling away as Quid comes with one of his own. Kelli gives Quid a dropkick to the face and then tries to cover Solomon.
One…
Two…
T...REVERSAL!!!
Solomon rolls Kelli over into a rolling cradle.
One…
Two…
T...Quid MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Taj: Kelli Saint has tried to make sure the other two wrestlers...
America: Use that word loosely!
Quid pulls Kelli up and gives her a stiff forearm to the face. Kelli staggers back. Quid grabs her and runs into the ropes to go for an O’Connor roll. As they roll back, Solomon jumps into a wicked leg lariat on Quid that knocks him down into a cover by Kelli.
One…
Two…
TH...Solomon MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Kelli grabs Solomon and scratches at his eyes. Quid clubs Kelli in the back of the head and then pulls her into a backslide.
One…
Two…
Solomon goes running by them and rebounds off the far ropes.
THR…Solomon hits a dropkick to both ladies from the side!
Solomon hits a leg drop on Quid before pulling him up to hit a Regal Plex! As he goes for the cover, Kelli drills Solomon in the side of the head with a dropkick. Solomon falls through the ropes to the floor. Quid staggers up and Kelli catches him for Playtime's Over (bicycle kick)!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Taj: Kelli Saint steals the win!
America: Steals? She won fair and square!
Taj: Solomon had her first!
America: And then Kelli took it, there was nothing stolen.
Torres: Here is your winner...Kelli Saint!!!
Solomon stands up and glares at Kelli as she struts on out, nodding to the boos. In the ring, Quid pulls himself up using the ropes.
Episode Two Coming Soon
The match starts off with Tim and Diablo teaming up to take on Q as Keiji and Olivia do the same against Keon on opposite sides of the ring. Keon pushes the two away and tries to fight them off, only to be hit with an elbow smash from Keiji before Olivia rolls him up into a small package. The pin is broken up as Q dropkicks Diablo, causing him to stumble back and over the pin. Everyone is quickly back up to their feet and Olivia blows a kiss at Keon before winking as she locks in a side headlock on Diablo who tries to make it back to Tim. Keiji and Keon get back to duking it out and we see Keon able to overpower Keiji after hitting a European uppercut, following it up with a German suplex.
On the other side of the ring, Q and Tim’s back and forth fighting is interrupted by Diablo who managed to ditch Olivia after hitting her with a discus forearm smash that included the latter rolling under the bottom rope to the arena floor. Diablo comes charging in and blasts Q with a hip attack in the corner after Tim had hit her with a bitch slap. The two “teammates” then continue the onslaught against Q until she falls into a heap in the corner. They then turn their attention to Keon and Keiji, with Diablo focusing on Keiji and Tim on Keon. Keon and Tim are going balls to the wall, trading blows back and forth until Tim goes to hit him with a superkick that he ducks, instead hanging herself up on the rope and allowing Keon to hit her with a spinning side slam after her pulls her closer back to the center.
He gets to his feet and gloats a little bit, failing to notice Olivia who sits perched atop a turnbuckle before launching herself off for a diving crossbody. She scrambles to get back up to her feet before he does, allowing her to hit a running butt bump. She rolls him over and manages to lock in a single leg Boston crab, keeping it locked in a few moments before she’s taken out by a hip attack from Keiji. Keon gets up and tries to fight back, being me with a running lariat from Diablo. Diablo gets Tim back up to his feet and the two turn their attention to Olivia and Keiji, easily taking Olivia out with a bucklebomb from Diablo before they start double teaming Keiji.
Eventually Keiji is able to hit a series of forearms on both Tim and Diablo, causing them to back away from him and Keon comes running in to even the odds, followed closely by Q. This leads to a bit of a mess until Diablo and Q hit Keon and Keiji with discus forearm smash and exploder suplex respectively. Diablo and Tim try to double team Q, but she fires back with stereo thumbs to the eyes of Tim and Diablo before hitting Tim with a Samoan drop. Q then locks in a boston crab on Tim and Tim screams out in pain as he reaches for the ropes. After a few moments of this, Q release the hold and stands, bringing Tim up to a vertical position as Diablo comes back into the fold with a running lariat directed towards Q… but Q dodges it and the move instead hits Tim.
Diablo looks on in pure shock as Q just stands before her and smiles. Quinn pulls Tim up and apologizes to her groggy teammate before Q delivers Q’s Lament (deadlift german suplex) on Quinn. She then sets her sights on Tim and smirks before hitting Q’s Landing (cartwheel death valley driver) before going for the pin. But at the last minute she’s yanked off before being hit with a sitout spinebuster from Keon Suggs!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… Keon Suggs II!
Taj: What an amazing chance for Keon! He’s next in line for a Pride of 1WM Championship match!
America: I wouldn't be too excited for him...it's a good chance he’ll be facing the Queen herself, Bianca Davis, in the very near future.
Taj: I can’t…
Taj is interrupted when Q’s monster makes his way into the ring and commences to wreak havoc upon everyone in the ring. Keon manages to slip out the ring before being attacked and walks away secure in his win.
The screen cuts into the private locker room of the Shinigami Foundation as Bane stands dead center of the room while Slayer has his feet up off to the side and enjoying a nice cold can of Liquid Death.
Thomas Bane: Well here tonight, in lovely Athens, the Shinigami Foundation make their triumphant return to One Wrestling Movement by taking on not one, not two, but *THREE* of the most skilled duos that this company has to offer.
Alex Slayer: Well minus [redacted} and [redacted]! Can't forget about them, partner.
Thomas Bane: I wasn't, but we're not facing them on the card tonight and I didn't want to rub the salt into their wounds by including them when they're not there.
Alex Slayer: Eh...point.
Thomas Bane: Anyway, the entire lot of you is perhaps used to the comedic yet brutal stylings of my long time partner in crime Alex Slayer and his partner as of late in the form of David Belmont during their tenure here in One Wrestling Movement. But make no mistake in that I am *not* Mister Belmont, oh no...I'm an entirely different kind of creature.
You see, where David will run his mouth and try to lay you out with some very impressive high flying...I will simply be unimpressed at what you throw at me before I submit your bodies to one impressively painful move after another. And that's not me speaking out of pure ego to the entire lot of you, that is a supreme *bastard* making a promise to each and every one of you in this match. And to make matters worse, one of our opponents here tonight is our very own Lash Donohue.
Bane slowly shakes his head as he makes a light clicking sound with his tongue.
Thomas Bane: Where Arley may receive a free pass from the suffering that is to come, I cannot nor will not say the same for you, Lash. Your comments to our dear colleague in Jacob has distressed him incredibly somewhat. He naturally assumed that a man that he viewed as family, who came to help pick him up after the bullshit that is Katrina Cage did to him, that you would also be there for the mounting bullshit that one Morgan Banch did to him across social media.
But instead what did you do? Ah yes, post childish and moranic blithering across the same media while Banch's sycophantic childer spread lies about one of your "best friends". So, here tonight the Graves sisters in the Fallen Angels, and Alex's beloved little friend, Arley Kirk, all will receive a truly momentous beating at the hands of the once again properly united Shinigami Foundation! But you, my dear sir.
Bane turns around and is handed a can of Liquid Death by Alex who then moves to stand next to his partner as both men hold up their cans respectfully in a mock salute.
Thomas Bane: To you, Lash Donohue. May your suffering here tonight in lovely Athens serve as both an inspiration to all artists out there and an example of why you don't cross the Foundation!
Slayer/Bane: KANPAI!!
Both Slayer and Bane then power chug both of their cans of Liquid Death until they are bone dry at which point, Slayer gives the camera a wicked smile.
Alex Slayer: Lash, buebe. You knew this was coming when you first didn't say anything in support of Jake and then you insulted him the way that you did here on 1WM television? I mean you ever ask yourself why Jake hasn't come at you yet for that shit? It's because deep in his heart, he still cares and respects you as a friend...and he hopes that you understand that this beating you gotta take is for your own good. I mean I know for a *fact* that Arley's on my side of things on this one and I'm thankful for that. But as for the Fallen Angels, ladies...I do hope that you are all up for one hell of a throw down because here tonight...it's the Foundation's night to shine and hands *DOWN*, we're going to get shit done.
Thomas Bane: FRS, Ladies and Gentlemen. The Foundation Reigns *SUPREME*.
The screen then fades to black as they head out of their locker room.
Scene opens backstage in the hallways of the Faliro Sports Pavilion Arena, where we see one half of the Fallen Angels, Damon Graves, sitting on an equipment case. His elbows are planted on his knees and his hands are folded underneath his chin. As the camera pulls in on his face, we can see that he has a contemplative expression on his face. When his wife Aurora walks up next to him, he seems not to notice her arrival.
Aurora Graves: There you are! One minute you’re in the dressing room… I turn my back for a second and you’re gone.
Damon remains silent. Aurora leans over, studying more closely the expression on her husband’s face.
Aurora Graves: You didn’t utter ten words the entire plane ride over. Even Alicia is concerned, so whatever’s eating you, you need to talk to me…
Aurora tenderly places her hand on his shoulder. Her touch breaks Damon out of his reverie. He puts a hand on his knee, then turns upward to look at his wife, but not before letting out a deep sigh.
Damon Graves: I’m sorry if I scared you, but ever since that last match with the Headhunters, something’s been gnawing at me…
Aurora’s eyes narrow as a slight frown forms on her face.
Aurora Graves: Are you still in a funk about things went down? It’s not the first time we’ve lost a match…
Damon Graves: Yeah, but I can’t help but be disappointed in myself…
He claps his hands onto his face, the last words of his sentence muffled by his palms as Aurora puts her hands on her hips.
Aurora Graves: Disappointed? Damon, you got busted open with one of the tag team title belts!
Damon runs his hands through his hair, locking his fingers behind his head as he leans against the wall behind the equipment case.
Damon Graves: I got taken out way too easy…
Aurora reaches a hand out to slowly turn Damon’s head so that he faces her. She looks him deep in the eyes and gives him a reassuring smile.
Aurora Graves: Live and learn. Right now, I need your head in the game.
Damon Graves: That’s part of the reason I’m out here. I needed a little alone time so I can get inside my own head and give myself a little mental kick in the ass. Tonight’s match is so damned important…
With a knowing expression, Aurora nods her head.
Aurora Graves: I know. Normally, you’d have verbally ripped our opponents at least three new assholes by now…
Damon Graves: In this particular case, that’s part of the problem. We’re either friendly with them or just don’t have anything bad to say about them.
Aurora purses her lips as she ponders his words for a moment.
Aurora Graves: True, but that shouldn’t stop us once the bell rings.
Damon Graves: What about Lash and Arley? We’ve been on fairly good terms with Lash, and Arley we just haven’t really dealt with…
Aurora Graves: You know as well as I do that while Lash can be a laid back goofball outside of the ring, once the match is on, that shit flies out the window. And Arley? She’s a former world champion!
Damon Graves: That leaves the Shinigami Syndicate. Never crossed paths with them before tonight, but their reputation is known throughout the business….
Aurora Graves: And you know what a victory over them would do for OUR reputation…
Damon ruminates on this for a moment, the thought bringing the corners of his mouth up in the beginnings of a grin.
Damon Graves: More importantly, we get another shot at the Tag Team Championships…
The expression on Aurora’s face easily conveys a feeling that her husband finally grasps what she’s been talking about.
Aurora Graves: So, ready to stop playing Debby Downer and go kick some ass?
Damon chuckles as he pushes himself up to his feet. He gestures with his hand down the hallway, as if to say “Ladies first.”
Damon Graves: Lead the way...
With that, Aurora heads towards the ring entrance, with Damon walking right behind her. Scene cuts back to ringside.
Taj: I’ve just received word that the winner of this match will not only receive a Tag Team Championship opportunity but that opportunity will be later tonight against the Champions, The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway!
All three teams start off by glaring at one another from across the ring. Shinigami Syndicate break the stalemate by each member going after one of the other teams… Bane with Fallen Angels and Slayer with the Kirk siblings. The two put up a valiant effort against their respective fights. Bane goes after Aurora first, taking her out with a quick hair pull backbreaker before hitting Damon with shoot-style kicks before following it up with a gamengiri. On the other hand, Slayer fires off a quick big boot directly to Arley’s chest before turning his attention to Lash and hitting him with a bridging Northern Lights suplex!
Taj: Action going fast and furious in this match so far!
America: Good movies...well maybe not the last couple ones...oh and that Tokyo Drift one…
Taj: Focus, America.
Damon and Aurora are quickly back up to their feet, Damon hitting Bane with an European uppercut before Aurora hits a series of knee strikes to his body as she traps him in a headlock. Arley goes after Slayer who’s still attacking her brother, pulling Slayer off of Lash before hitting him with a snapmare and basement dropkick combo. She goes for a cover.
One…
Tw…Damon takes out Arley with a boot to the back of her head!
America: KICK HER DAMN HEAD OFF!
Lash then hits Damon with a quick wrist clutch exploder suplex before helping Bane take Aurora out with an arm trap neckbreaker. This then allows the siblings to give their full attention to the Shinigamis. The two teams exchange a prolonged series of back and forth attacks until Arley out of nowhere is able to hit Kirk The Bucket! (springing superkick) on Bane and turns her attention to Slayer as Lash locks in Donohue Deathlock (modified high angle liontamer)!
Taj: This could be it!
America: I think I’m gonna be sick!
Bane struggles to get free as the other two fight off the Fallen Angels. And before we know it, Bane taps out!
Torres: Here is your winner… Lash Donohue and Arley Kirk!
Taj: Lash and Arley are moving on later tonight to face The Headhunters for the Tag Team Championship!
America: Easy win for the greatest tag team going today!
The referee looks at both men to make sure that they're ready for the match to begin---Monster in particular looks like he just can't wait. A few seconds later, the referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Striker quickly begins to circle around the ring in an effort to keep his distance from Monster, who nonetheless follows in close pursuit. Monster finally manages to grab hold of Striker and pulls him in, nailing him with a hard elbow shot to the mouth. He tries to hit Striker with a second, but Striker wisely puts himself between the ropes and gets the referee to force a break. Monster seems to be rather annoyed by the fact, practically throwing the referee out of the way as he grabs hold of Striker. Jacob wisely uses the opening to hit Monster in the mouth with a hard right hand before grabbing the big man's right arm and wrapping it around the ropes, using the leverage to try and do some damage. Monster uses his size and strength to shove Striker away. Striker stumbles a few steps and Monster immediately charges while looking for a clothesline---only to have Striker leap into the air and send Monster crashing to the mat with a flying knee!
Taj: We've seen a lot from Jacob Striker in recent weeks...but your entire game plan has to change when you're in the ring with Solomon Monster.
America: Well, you can't really throw Solomon around...and you're not going to make Solomon quit...so I'm curious to see what Jacob comes up with!
Monster tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Striker quickly closes the gap between the two of them. He grabs hold of Monster's right arm once again, twisting it as far as he can in hopes of doing more damage to it. Monster drags himself back up to his feet as Striker tries to keep his distance. Unfortunately for him, Monster uses his strength to pull Striker in toward him. He drives his shoulder into Striker, knocking the wind out of him and sending Striker to the mat. Striker tries to drag himself back up to his feet, but Monster steps toward him and delivers a throat thrust with his left hand! Striker staggers around, recovering quickly and trying to step toward Monster. Solomon responds by lifting Striker into the air and slamming him down to the mat with a sidewalk slam! He hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One...
Two...Striker is able to kick out!
Monster angrily glares down at Striker before dragging him back up to his feet. He grabs hold of Striker and shoves him back into the nearest turnbuckle. Monster hits Striker in the mouth with a left elbow shot to knock him groggy before stepping back toward the center of the ring. He pauses for just a moment. Monster then charges forward and tries to crush Striker against the turnbuckle with a big splash! Striker ducks out of the way just in time, causing Monster to crash into the turnbuckle instead! Striker grabs hold of Monster and rams his right arm into the turnbuckle once for good measure before dragging him toward the middle of the ring and delivering a double knee armbreaker to Monster's right arm! Instead of going for the cover, Striker quickly positions himself over Monster's arm and begins to stomp away on it!
Taj: If Jacob's hoping to win he's going to need to do as much damage to that arm as he possibly can!
America: I have to admit, I definitely respect the strategy thus far but when you're in the ring with a man like Monster...you need a plan or you're going to get VERY hurt! It's that simple!
Despite Striker's best efforts to keep Monster down as long as he possibly can, the big man nonetheless drags himself back up to his feet. Striker hits Monster with a series of quick strikes to try and wear him down. Once he's got Monster stumbling a bit, Striker bounces off of the ropes and tries to send Monster back to the mat! Unfortunately for him, Monster steps toward him and wraps his right hand around Striker's throat. He chuckles as he gets ready to lift Striker into the air, but Striker blocks the attempted chokeslam by hitting Monster's weakened arm! Monster stumbles back in pain, but quickly reaches out with his left hand. He completes the chokeslam and then drops to the mat for the cover.
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!!
Taj: I don't think he managed to get as much on that as he'd have liked to, but that right there is proof that Solomn might be the most dangerous man in 1WM!
America: It's also proof that Jacob's plan is working!
Monster grabs hold of Striker and drags him back up to his feet. Striker groggily staggers around from the big man, but not before Monster can bounce off of the ropes. He charges at Striker and tries to send him crashing to the mat with a big boot! Striker ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Monster to turn and face him. When Monster does so, Striker steps forward and NAILS Monster in the mouth with a vicious elbow shot that sends him staggering. Striker then reaches out and grabs hold of Monster's right arm---taking him down to the mat and locking in an armbar! Striker just BARELY manages to get the hold locked in when Monster uses his strength to power Striker off of the mat, slamming him down to the mat with a huge powerbomb instead! Monster angrily glares down at Striker before grabbing him and tossing him through the ropes!
Taj: OH MY!
America: Things are really about to get interesting now!
Following Striker out, Monster grabs him and runs with him toward the guard rail! Monster tries to throw Striker over it and into the crowd, but Striker manages to pull himself away. The former Pride Champion takes a deep breath and waits for Monster to turn around. When he does, Striker steps forward and hits Monster with a big superkick! The impact of the kick sends Monster down to a knee, Striker quickly crawls over to the ring apron and hops up onto it. The referee stops his count and tells Striker that he needs to get in the ring.
Taj: Jacob needed that if he had any hope of surviving this match.
America: He still needs to figure out what he’s doing...he’s not going to win the match by SURVIVING!
Striker pauses when he’s on the apron and turns around. Monster is starting to pull himself back up to his feet. Striker shakes his head and perches on the apron, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Once Monster is standing, Striker leaps off and hits Monster with a double knee strike that sends the Kartel leader crashing to the floor! Striker bangs his knee on the floor as well, but ignores it. He climbs back up onto the ring apron as Monster once again begins to stir. Striker mumbles something under his breath.
Taj: Jacob doesn’t look happy that Solomon is still fighting.
America: Jacob’ll need to do something if he wants to win this match! He’s on a roll right now and just needs to keep it up!
Striker waits until Monster reaches his feet. Striker then springboards off of the ropes and sends Monster crashing to the floor with an Asai moonsault! Striker then smirks and slides back into the ring. He DEMANDS that the referee start the count.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Taj: Jacob’s really content with a count-out?
America: A win is a win at this point!
Monster starts to make it up to his feet. Striker asks that the referee begin his count even more quickly than before. The referee doesn’t really seem to speed it up much.
Five…
Six…
Seven…Monster slides into the ring to break up the count.
Striker looks frustrated but immediately runs at Monster and hits him with a knee strike! Monster stumbles as Striker grabs him by the head and tries to run over toward the ropes for a springboard tornado DDT! Monster catches Striker in the air and uses his power to hoist Striker onto his shoulders for his Argentina backbreaker! Before Monster can send Striker down to the mat, Striker frees himself from his grasp and ends up on the mat behind him. Monster turns around and Striker hits him with a kick that is suspiciously low before pulling Monster into a roll-up.
One...
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: That looked like a possible low-blow.
America: Jacob would NEVER!
Taj: Either way...Solomon is still alive…
Monster pulls himself back up to his feet. Striker charges and leaps into the air for a spinning heel kick! Monster catches him in the air and slams Striker down to the mat. Striker crawls over toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Monster charges to send him out to the floor. Striker pulls down on the ropes and sends Monster out to the floor! Solomon crashes hard. Smirking, Striker steps out onto the apron and waits for Monster to reach his feet. Once he does so, Striker leaps off of the apron and tries to send Monster crashing to the floor with a hurricanrana! Monster catches Striker in the air and walks over to the steel steps---slamming him onto them with a MASSIVE powerbomb! The fans sit in stunned silence as Monster glares down at Striker.
Taj: Did you hear that thud?
America: Sickening…
Monster grabs hold of Striker’s body and lifts it into the air. Monster walks a few steps and then tosses Striker’s body into the crowd!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
While Striker gets lost in the sea of fans, Monster calmly turns around and steps back into the ring. Exhausted, Monster stands and waits while the referee starts to count Striker out of the match.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Taj: Jacob tried to win by count-out! Now Solomon’s doing the same…
America: These two just want it over with!
The referee continues his count as some fans try to bring Striker over to the guard-rail, though he doesn’t have the energy to get back into the match.
Eight…
Nine…
Ten!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Solomon Monster!!!
Taj: Well...Solomon found a way to win it…
America: That powerbomb was a killer! We can only hope that Jacob’s okay after that one...
Torres: The following match is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP which is set for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
"AFFLUENZA" by 3TEETH plays as Bodhi Bose makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Venice, California….weighing in at two hundred and fourteen pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches….representing Kali Kartel….he is God’s Gift….BODHHHHHIIIIII BOSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Straight to Hell” by Ozzy Osbourne starts playing as the light dim with only red light’s filling the arena. Smoke fills the stage as Cain, followed behind by Joshua Samson, Esq., walks out on stage and at the top of the ramp he drops down to one knee looking like he saying a prayer, he then smacks the ground once and yells out a scream with a crazy look on his face as flames explode on the stage each side of the ramp. The flames remain as the duo walk down the ramp to the ring. Cain stops just before the step and looks down at the ground takes breaths before quickly looking back up flipping his wet hair, before walking up the steps and gets into the ring. Cain yells again as he shows is crazy look again as he grabs the top rope looking at the crowd as the lights return to normal.
Torres: Coming to the ring next escorted by THE Executive Representative, Joshua Samson, Esquire, hailing from Brooklyn, New York….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds...standing at a height of six feet six inches….he is a former 1WM Tag Team Champion….he is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion...he is the Pain Maker….CAIIIINNNNNNN DOMINIGUEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!
Taj: These two of the most talented men in 1WM today...
America: And I don't doubt for a second that they're about to tear the whole building down!
The fans show their anticipation for the upcoming match. The referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Bodhi and Cain both circle around the ring as they wait for an opening to appear. The two men continue to circle around one another, with Bodhi suddenly deciding to run forward. He tries to hit Cain with a lunging clothesline---only to have Cain duck underneath the attempt! Bodhi quickly tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Cain tries to take control by locking in a bearhug! Bodhi’s eyes briefly go wide, but he escapes the hold by grabbing hold of the ropes. The fans continue to show their support for both men as the referee makes sure that both are ready to keep the match going.
Taj: These two men are quite hated but this crowd is appreciative of good wrestling.
America: Cain is with Joshua Samson and Bodhi is with Kali Kartel….hell I’m conflicted!
The two men once again meet in the center of the ring. This time, Bodhi is ready to attack---hitting Cain in the chest with a series of slaps!
Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!
The sound echoes throughout the arena as the Pain Maker stumbles back from the impact and tries to defend himself. Bodhi hits Cain in the mouth with a spinning backfist! Cain drops down to a knee as Bodhi bounces off of the ropes and tries to build up enough momentum to hit a shining wizard! Unfortunately for him, Cain recovers just enough to pull himself back up to his feet---cutting Bodhi off with a big boot! Cain hooks the leg and covers.
One...
Two...Bodhi kicks out!
America: That was close!
Taj: You have to love how both of these men are fully capable of taking advantage of every little opening that their opponents give them!
Bodhi slowly tries to bring himself back up to his feet as Cain hits him with a few clubbing blows to the back of the head. He then locks Bodhi into a facelock and hits him with a knee strike before spinning him into position for a neckbreaker! Bodhi just barely escapes Cain’s grasp and creates the slightest bit of separation between the two. He waits for Cain to turn around before leaping into the air and hitting him with an enziguri! Cain staggers from the impact. Bodhi kicks him in the ribs and then hoists him into the air for a double underhook backbreaker! Bodhi hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Bodhi steps back and waits for Cain to begin making it back up to his feet. Once he’s almost standing, Bodhi charges forward, Cain ducks out of the way, and causes Bodhi to hit nothing but mat. He struggles to regain his footing as Cain steps forward and kicks Bodhi in the jaw with a big boot! Cain pulls Bodhi in and hoists him into the air, slamming him down to the mat just seconds later with a powerslam! He covers.
One...
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: Oh wow…
America: Even I can admit that I thought that was it!
Cain tries to pull Bodhi into position for a chokeslam, but Bodhi is able to block the attempt. He shoves Cain away, leaps into the air, and hits him with a jumping knee strike! The impact sends Cain staggering back to the nearest turnbuckle. Bodhi runs in again and tries to connect with a second knee strike in the corner, though Cain ducks out of the way! Bodhi’s knee crashes into the turnbuckle before he drops to the mat. Cain grabs hold of Bodhi and tries to drag him toward the center of the ring, only to have Bodhi shove him away! Bodhi hits Cain with an European uppercut that nearly drops him to the mat. Bodhi pulls him up and tries to snap off a deadlift gutwrench suplex! Cain is able to reverse the move and hit Bodhi with Spinal Shock (sitdown spinebuster)!
Taj: This could be it!
America: No way! No way! No way!
Cain hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
THREE!!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW Glory Champion...Cain Dominguez!!!
Taj: Talk about an exciting, back and forth match!
America: But in the end, Cain’s the new Glory Champion.
Almost immediately the Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway, barrel down the rampway. Cain tosses the Glory title to the side and prepares for the oncoming fight.
Taj: What in the world are the Headhunters coming out here for?!
America: Well they said if Homeless Harry...I mean, Cain...wins they were going to riot.
Samson quickly scrambles into the ring, scoops up the Glory title, and gets in front of Cain, pleading with him not to engage with the Headhunters. Cain pushes Samson out of the way just as the Headhunters get to the bottom of the ramp.
Taj: Cain is a very brave man but taking on two men after a hard fought match isn’t the smartest move.
America: Yeah I agree with you, Taj.
Bodhi starts to get to his feet behind Cain. Samson crawls over and grabs Cain by the leg, pleading with his client to get out of the ring. Reluctantly, Cain cautiously makes his way out of the ring before being attacked by the Kartel trio.
America: Smart move by Homeless Harry….I mean Cain….listening to his manager. There’s no shame in getting while the getting is good!
Bodhi, Eric, and Dexter scream at Cain to get back into the ring. With Samson in front of him “holding him back”, Cain points at the trio mouthing “their time is coming!”
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Torres: The following match is for the PRIDE OF 1WM CHAMPIONSHIP and it is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The techno like beat of “Monster” by EXO begins to play throughout the arena’s sound system as the beat and the anticipation builds. Right after the lyrics begin, Rei Park bursts out from behind the curtain as subdued hues of purple and blue colored lights flash around the stage. She is exuding confidence, evident by the huge smile on her face as she holds her arms out to her side, bent at the elbow. When she reaches the top of the stage, she slowly pushes her hands out forward before a quick flick of the wrist down and up. She jumps up and her legs go out, hands slowly but quickly moving up her torso before her right hand goes out in front of her and she waves her pointer finger in a no motion before bringing it and her legs in together, knees bent as she gives a quick shake of the hip.
As Kai’s part of the first verse begins, Rei makes her way down towards the ring. Her arms remain at her side but swing freely as she prances down. Upon reaching the ring as the chorus begins, she hops onto the ring apron, knees down and arms spread across the rope before slowly getting up. She hits a pose with a smile before stepping into the ropes.
She quickly climbs a turnbuckle and hits the stage pose again, holding it for a few moments before hopping down, waiting off to the side as she listens to her entrance music fade out, being replaced by the thunderous cheering of fans.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Seoul, South Korea….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds...standing at a height of five feet three inches….representing the Seoul Queens….she is the former Pride of 1WM Champion….REEEEIIIIII PARRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
”Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly, as a red carpet roll and paparazzi appear as the lights dim, and flash all over the arena. Out from the back steps The Pinnacle of One Wrestle Movement Queen B Bianca Davis. Who sauntered out onto the stage accompanied by Joshua Samson, Esq. The statuesque blonde soon removes her title from her waist and raises it high in the air as she does her trademark pageant wave as the paparazzi snap photos of her. The Queen then blows a kiss and keeps up her saunter down to the ring.
On her way to the ring, Bianca has her title held up with both hands showing it off, while maintaining her distance from the fans. The Pride of 1WM Champion then places the title back on her shoulder taking the time to taunt the fans being followed by Joshua Samson, the Malibu Native even given them the talk to the hand and taking the time to point and laugh at them. Before maintaining her gaze towards the ring.
Bianca and Samson soon climb up the ring steps one after the other as Samson orders the ref to lower the ropes for them which they do. First Samson enters then who is clapping and presenting his client who enters right after him. Queen B then stands in the center of the ring raises her title high in the air and does her pageant wave soaking in the loud boos. As The Pinnacle then moves her way to the corner and takes out her compact making sure everything on her is perfect as she waits for her opponent.
Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Malibu, California….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five foot nine inches….representing the Samson Family….she is the current reigning and defending Pride of 1WM Champion….she is the Queen B….BIANCCCCCAAAAA DAVIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Well here we are with the rematch for the Pride of 1WM between the ex-champion and the current.
America: You know my money is on my homegirl Bianca.
DING DING DING!!!
The bell sounds and the two competitors step up to the center of the ring. Rei grins and shoots the Champ the middle finger before turning to walk away for a second. Bianca just stares at Rei, seemingly caught somewhere between shock and outrage. Rei starts to turn back around and Bianca charges her. Rei catches Bianca with a deep armdrag and Bianca lands near the corner. Rei rushes in quickly and jumps into a rising hip attack that bounces Bianca hard off the turnbuckles! Rei prances out of the corner, makes her way out a couple of steps, and then backs up into a stinkface on Bianca, taking extra time to really get into the twerking across her opponent’s face. Rei makes sure she gets in there good and deep before walking back out, waving as she goes. She turns and jumps up to the second turnbuckle, barely getting a grip on the corner as she gets up there. Bianca growls and pops up, grabbing Rei by the thighs and powerbombing her off, holding for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH...SHOULDER UP!!!
Bianca starts to stand up and Rei grabs her for a weak inside cradle.
One…
Two…
TH...KICK OUT!!!
As they stand up, Bianca slaps Rei across the face so hard her knees buckle! Rei starts to go down but Bianca won’t let her. She grabs her by the shoulders and then kicks her low. Rei’s eyes go wide as she doubles over. Bianca grabs her by the hair and throws her back over so that she lands hard on her back. The crowd grimaces at the impact and Rei cries out in pain. Bianca stomps on Rei’s right hand and Rei immediately rolls away clutching at her appendage.
Taj: Good Lord, Bianca just seems to be throwing any semblance of wrestling out the window for the moment.
Bianca moves in and takes a camel clutch, bending Rei up from under the bottom rope. Rei cries out in pain while the referee starts counting to the disqualification even as Rei tries to tap out to the illegal hold.
One...
Two…
Three…
Four…Bianca releases and then scratches Rei down her back!
Rei writhes in pain and Bianca kicks her hard in the back. Bianca quickly steps through and grabs Rei's ankles. The Champ pulls Rei up into an inverted tarantula, standing on Rei’s hair in the process. Rei screams bloody murder, tapping frantically on her leg while the referee quickly starts counting to disqualification again.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
FIVE!!!
Bianca refuses to let go and the referee starts counting again.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
FIVE!!!
The referee turns and calls for the disqualification! Bianca continues to pull and Rei continues to scream.
Torres: The referee has disqualified Bianca Davis due to her refusal to release an illegal hold, therefore, the winner of this match, Rei Park!!! But due to the disqualification the championship cannot change hands….AND STILL the Pride of 1WM Champion... Bianca Davis!!
Taj: I don’t think Bianca cares!
America: No, but Rei damn sure does!
Taj: This is just wrong!
America: Some of the crowd seem to disagree…
Bianca releases her grip and allows Rei to flop into the ring. Not feeling that she’s done enough damage, Bianca steps back in and quickly slaps on a camel clutch! Rei starts frantically tapping.
Taj: This is uncalled for!
America: The hell you say! Rei deserves this beat down!
Suddenly the crowd explodes into cheers as Olivia Blue dashes down the rampway. She slides into the ring and delivers a dropkick to the face of Bianca which frees Rei from the camel clutch. On the outside, Samson is throwing a fit upon the arrival of the young Olivia.
Taj: IT’S OLIVA BLUE!
America: What in the hell is she doing out here?! Shouldn’t she be in the locker room nursing her wounds from that ass whooping earlier by Q’s Beast?!
Samson turns behind him and gestures to a woman seated in the front row. The woman nods before hopping the guardrail and slides into the ring.
Taj: Who is this fan?!
America: That’s no fan, Taj, that’s Veronica Taylor!
Olivia, sensing something amiss, turns around just as Veronica lunges at her. Olivia deftly manages to evade the attack. Veronica quickly follows it up by dropping down and dragging Bianca out of the ring.
Torres: The following match is for the 1WM TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP which is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The arena plunges into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage which moves in tune to the beat of seventeen girls in a row, and there is a sudden explosion of fiery pyro. Lash gets a mixed reaction as he strolls out with a stuff upper lip and looks around, scanning the crowd.
Lash Donohue strides down the ramp confidently, his arms stretched out, slapping the hands which reach out. The fans seem to be a little nonplussed as Lash spits his gum into their zone and then gives them a smile as if he did something kind.
Lash reaches the ring and he smirks as he shows off his raw athleticism by skinning the cat. Lash starts running the ropes as he awaits his opponent.
"Global Domination" hits the system and there is a loud POP as Arley Kirk appears atop the Tron, black fuzzy LED angel wings on her back. Arley rips open a juice box and skolls it before slamming the empty carton on her forehead several times and getting another POP as she slides down to the ramp and makes her way down it, stopping for quick hugs and high fives and photos.
Arley opens a juice box at ringside and gets a good laugh as a small child opens his mouth and she pours Apple juice into it and also gets a warm reaction from giving her angel wings to a girl around the same age. Arley finally jumps up onto the apron and launches over the top rope before she gets one final POP by running and leaping to the top rope, showing off her superb balance as she stands dead center and motions for the fans to get louder. Arley Kirk backflips down to the ring and strikes a determined fighting pose as her music fades.
Torres: Coming to the ring first at a combined weight of two hundred and ninety-five pounds….they are LASSSSHHHHH DONOHUUUUUEEEEE and ARLEEEEYYYYYYY KIRRRRRKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Nipsey Hussle "Last Time That I Checked" starts playing and the two California brothers, Eric and Dexter Calloway, walk out nodding their heads along. They make their way down to the ring, looking just as ready to party as they are to fight, which to them is almost the same thing anyway. They step into the ring, hooping and hollering, ready to go against whoever they have tonight.
Torres: Coming to the ring next at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty pounds….hailing from Stockton, California...representing Kali Kartel...they are the current reigning and defending 1WM Tag Team Champions….they are Eric and Dexter Calloway….THEEEEE HEADHUNTERRRRRRRSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Dexter and Eric Calloway are at the top of the tag team division and everyone is gunning for a shot at their titles.
America: They are the greatest team EVER! They proved that by beating a good team and they are going to beat an adequate team tonight.
Before Eric and Dexter can make a move, “Whatever it Takes” by Hollywood Undead plays over the arena. Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer, collectively known as Shinigami Foundation, walk out on the entrance way and down to the ring.
Taj : Things just got interesting!
America: Things could get violent.
The two walk past the ring and head to the announce table, chasing Taj Monroe-Hennessey and America Vaughn off.
Taj: HEY! We have a job to do!
Alex Slayer: SHOOO!!! Away with you! AWAY! Go and grab some beer and gyros!! Ya got this match off!! Now GIT!!!
Eric’s eyes never leave the Shinigami Foundation. Dexter tries to hold his brother back from jumping Thomas and Alex. The distraction, however, allows Arley and Lash to jump the Headhunters, hammering away at them. Eric and Dexter quickly turn the tables on the siblings and manage to dump them to the outside with a pair of superkicks. The crowd boos as Eric and Dexter celebrate. On the outside, Arley checks to see if she is bleeding as Lash glares at the Headhunters.
Alex Slayer: And not since Ted Kennedy in a Barney suit have I seen such a horrible attempt at a pre-match attack here, Thomas.
Thomas Bane: I must concur with you, Alex. But however you cannot fault Arley and Lash from getting the jump on them Duke boys, eh?
Lash steps into the ring while Arley steps onto the apron. On the other side of the ring, Dexter starts off for his team while Eric stands on the outside. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING!!!
Thomas Bane: And finally we are off as Lash circles Dexter Duke in our world tag team title match of the evening and I don’t know about you, Alex, but I’m rooting for Arley and Lash to win this match!
Alex Slayer: Why’s that, Thomas?
Thomas Bane: Because in terms of tag team skills, Arley and Lash are very much a couple of talented wrestlers where the Headhunters simply focus on straight up brawling, something that you and I are more than used to in another promotion.
Alex Slayer: Don’t I know it...yeah, it’d be nice to actually wrestle a team that I dunno…*THINKS*?!
The two competitors move in to face each other and lock up. Dexter shoots Lash into the ropes and catches him with an armdrag. Lash quickly gets back up on his feet and gets caught by another armdrag. Dexter catches him with a dropkick, taking him down to the mat. Rieca Alejandro cheers her team on.
Alex Slayer: Dexter showing why he’s the more technical...if such a term can be applied to him..of the Headhunters as he actually executes a picture perfect armdrag duology before finishing it up with a dropkick right to the face of the challenger.
Thomas Bane: Agreed, let’s just hope that this isn’t a sign of things to come for Arley and Lash because the last thing we need to hear is them Dukes gloating over nada.
Trying to keep momentum on his side, Dexter tries to shoot Lash into the ropes again, but this time Lash reverses, connects with a European uppercut that sends Dexter staggering back. Trying to take advantage, Lash shoots Dexter into his corner and charges in with another European uppercut. He tags in Arley.
Arley steps into the ring, pulling Dexter out of the corner with an armbar, wrenching it in. Dexter manages to flip himself out of the armbar, taking Arley down. She quickly gets to her feet, only to get taken down by a dropkick from Dexter, who tries to make it to his corner. Arley is able to get Dexter with a double knee backbreaker before he can make the tag and quickly goes for the cover.
Slayer/Bane: (clapping in unison) COME ON Arley!!!!
One…
Two…kick out!
Thomas Bane: Damn it!
Alex Slayer: Pretty impressive set there between the two wrestlers, especially with Arley coming so close to winning the match for her team.
Back inside the ring, Arley attempts a seated armbar, but Dexter is able to get to his feet and shoots Arley into the ropes, catching her with a hurricanrana and hooks the legs.
One…
Two…kick out!
Thomas Bane: *fake snoring*
Alex Slayer: Come on, Thomas. At least Arley and Lash are trying to put on a match! It’s not their fault that they have a horrendous team as a counterpoint.
Thomas Bane: Eh, I’ll give you that much and to be fair, Arley’s attempt at a seated armbar was a very well founded attempt to counter Dexter's power, height, and weight advantage.
Dexter manages to get back to his feet before shooting Arley into the ropes, but she reverses and shoots the ropes. Both competitors seem to be attempting the same maneuver and crash into each other, taking them both down on the mat. Eric stands on the apron, cheering his brother and teammate on. Both competitors move to their corners, their partners reaching for the tag. The crowd boos as Eric gets the tag. Arley tags in Lash, who charges into the ring, but gets hit with a flying forearm. Arley tries to get back into the ring, only to be caught by an Irish whip and a flying forearm smash.
Alex Slayer: ….Okay, I’ll admit that was pretty cool.
Thomas Bane: Another impressive sequence from both teams, but personally I do believe that the Headhunters are trying to show off to Alex and I while they seem to be taking their time in this match as opposed to actually wrestling.
Stepping out onto the apron, Eric slingshots over the top rope and hits Lash with a legdrop. He rolls him over for a cover.
One…
Two…kick out!
Alex Slayer: A pretty smooth slingshot guillotine legdrop by Eric onto Lash for a near pinfall attempt.
Thomas Bane: Pretty well executed, but I can still do that move better...so can Belmont when he’s not trying to be all flippy showy off for the ladies.
Alex Slayer: Not my fault the boss man hired a pretty boy there, Thomas.
Thomas Bane: I know, Alex, I know. But still a pretty smooth move there.
Eric tries to keep the momentum going, lifting Lash off the mat, only to get caught with a jawbreaker. As Eric gets back to his feet, Lash connects with a crescendo kick, knocking him back down. Lash hooks the leg as he goes for the cover.
One…
Two…shoulder up!
Thomas Bane: And Arley and Lash are starting to mount a very effective comeback right when it looked like they were about to eat defeat at the hands of our current champions, ladies and gentlemen, but it looks like Arley and Lash might actually have this one in the bag!!
Alex Slayer: I can honestly hope that they do because I do enjoy wrestling teams that actually have an IQ higher than that of a jar of warm mayo and Arley and Lash seem very intelligent to me, Thomas!
Getting back to her feet, Lash signals that he is about to end this. As Eric gets to his feet, Lash attempts Bury-Go-Round (Berkocet), but Eric is able to block the attempt and toss him off. He shoots Lash into the ropes, where Arley makes a blind tag. Eric catches Lash with a hurricanrana and hooks the legs as he attempts a pin! Lash kicks out and Arley catches Eric with a swinging neckbreaker. The Number One Contenders attempt to double team Eric, shooting him into the corner and starting in on him. Dexter charges into the ring and pulls Lash off Eric, taking him out of the ring, and taking himself out with him.
Thomas Bane: Come on Arley, don’t get fucking cocky!! Just get in there and finish the right bastard off before they get a chance to regroup!!
Alex Slayer: You can do eet!!!
Sensing victory at hand, Arley attempts to set up AK-95 (cartwheel cravate driver), but Eric is able to block the attempt and shoots her into the ropes just as Dexter slides back in. The Champs catch Arley with Adios Mothafucca! (AMF!) - (Eric hits a wheelbarrow suplex while Dexter adds a sitout rear mat slam to drive an opponent's head into the mat).
Eric makes the cover as Dexter counts along with the referee.
One…
Two…
Dexter manages to keep Lash out of the ring, stopping him from breaking the pin.
Three!
Alex Slayer: god-*DAMN* IT!!
Thomas Bane: Well it is a pretty solid tactic to help one’s partner. I mean look at what we did over at the last WWH pay per view against Hanson’s two psycho chefs.
Alex Slayer: Still, I would’ve loved to have seen Arley and Lash kick their damned asses, Thomas!!
Eric rolls off of Arley. Dexter helps him to his feet and the referee raises their arms.
Torres: Here are you winners…AND STILL the 1WM Tag Team Champions...Eric and Dexter…The Headhunters!
Lash pulls Arley out of the ring.
Alex Slayer: Want to run in and attack Eric and Dexter?
Thomas Bane: I thought you’d never ask!
From behind, The Shinigami Foundation slides into the ring and attack Eric and Dexter. Taj and America manage to take their spots back at the commentary’s table.
Taj: And here we go!
As Eric and Dexter meet Thomas and Alex coming in, Lash and Arley watch before just walking away, shaking their heads in disgust. As they walk up the aisle, the Fallen Angels jump the rail and dive into the ring, wading into the fight with both the Headhunters and Shinigami Foundation. All six start exchanging shots.
Taj: Goodness gracious, the fighting is going crazy!
America: With the growing hatred between them all, what do you expect?
As the teams’ fights rage on, security rushes in and tries to pull the teams apart. The wrestlers all start to turn and fight security, a second and then a third wave of security personnel rushes in and finally manages to drag all six wrestlers away from each other. As they struggle to get free, the crowd starts chanting.
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!!
Security personnel drags all of them backstage as the crowd continues to chant for the brawl they all want.
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!!”
Taj: These teams are going to kill each other!
America: We should be so lucky!
The scene cuts in on Victoria Salinas backstage as she prepares to make her final statement before the biggest match of her 1WM career to date. Again, she is not showing any signs of nervousness at all. Her body language is as positive and as confident as it has ever been. There is definitely no worries, or fear or concern that are going through her as she begins to express her thoughts.
Victoria Salinas: This match tonight is definitely going to be huge. Unfortunately, only one competitor in the main event has bothered to go out and publicize herself and to go out and promote this match in the best way that she can and it definitely hasn’t been the world champion. I know that doesn’t mean much if anything in regards to how the outcome of the match is going to go, but what it does show is that Jenni Drew DOES see me as just another challenger. She DOES see me as someone that isn’t a big deal to her. She figured that she is going to face someone like me and that she is easily going to win and move on to the next thing. The fact of the matter is, if she wants to play it like that, then it’s her own downfall and her own fault. I turned that camera on and I expressed my thoughts. I went on Legendary and I poured my heart out in the center of the ring. Where was Jenni? I sure as heck didn’t see her anywhere. Did she even bother to come out and confront me? No. Because to her, I’m just another day in the office. To her, I am no big deal at all. She has said, in the rare times she has even put herself out there as far as this match is concerned, that she respects what I’ve overcome.
But does she? She’s pulling the classic “you are good at this, BUT” backhanded compliment nonsense.
When I first came to 1WM, I didn’t know what to expect. I know that this is a company that typically has plenty of people chomping at the bit, ready to sign on that dotted line. Before and since I signed with this company, plenty of people have attempted to apply their trade and to be BLUNTLY HONEST, more than half of the new wrestlers that have signed on the dotted line in 2021 have been failures because they never had the initiative to last and to put in the hard work and dedication to succeed here. I am talking about people like Leroy Marks, people like Greta Nyx, people like Katrina Culpepper… just to name a few of them. I joined this company around the same time those names I just mentioned did. But I’m still here. I admit that I was a little scared when I first got here and that I was worried about joining a new company after the last one I was in ended in disaster, but I have not only survived and grown in this company, I have THRIVED in it. Beating Coda, Molly and Ursula TRULY went a hell of a long way because it was those three victories that made me a contender.
Jenni, you may want to think that I am going to be some fly by night, one and done challenger. You’ll think that and you dismiss me because the truth of the matter is that you worry about me. You’re afraid to even acknowledge me more than just the token mention. But I have NEVER, EVER been a fly by night challenger in ANY wrestling company I’ve gotten a truly fair shake in. I’m going to keep chasing and I am going to keep coming back no matter WHAT happens tonight. This company is where I know that I have proven what I am capable of. The competition was going to be difficult, but I’ve passed every test thrown in front of me with flying colors. You should’ve seen it coming the moment that I got that huge win in just my second one on one match in this company over a man that would eventually become the Glory Champion. But you didn’t.
You’ve had blinders on since you’ve won that title. You don’t stand for being a rebel to the status quo. You ARE the status quo. You are EVERYTHING that you claim to rebel against. But you know something, Jenni? That’s why people like me exist in this business: to dethrone people like you… people that are cowards that hide behind their hand picked posse because they can’t defend their championship like a true champion would. This whole disgrace that you call a world championship reign has lasted long enough Jenni.
It’s time to put a stop to this bullshit and win my 7th world championship! I may not necessarily shock the world tonight, Jenni. But tonight? The most shocked one of all WILL be you as your little egotistical, self-built, fragile fiefdom falls apart at my hands.
Victoria maintains her intensity as she walks out of the locker room. Her confidence does not waver a bit as the scene fades out.
The Legendary World Domination International Tour Continues
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Live from the Coca-Cola Arena in Dubai, United Arab Emirates
Streaming November 15th, 2021[/center]
Main Event
1WM World Heavyweight Championship Match
“Unbreakable” Victoria Salinas vs. “The Rebel Queen” Jenn Drew[/center]
Torres: The following is the LEGENDARY TWENTY-ONE MAIN EVENT MATCH!
The crowd explodes into cheers.
Torres: It is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
“Whatever it Takes” by Imagine Dragons play as Victoria Salinas makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada….weighing in one hundred and thirty-two pounds….standing at a height of five feet seven inches...she is the challenger….she is Unbreakable….VICTORIIIIIAAAAA SALINAAAASSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
“Marionette” by Flyleaf plays as Jenn Drew makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Manchester, England….weighing in at one hundred and eight pounds….standing at a height of five feet….representing one half of the Seoul Queens….she is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….she is the Rebel Queen….JENNNNNNNN DREEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Without warning, Victoria suddenly starts to unload on Jenn with several martial arts strikes, catching the World Champ off-guard. Jenn manages to cover up a bit in the corner, forcing the referee to break the two apart. Jenn seems a bit shocked by this sudden outburst.
Taj: Victoria has just unloaded on Jenn. She definitely did not see that coming.
America: She’s looking to make a statement in 1WM on top of winning the World Heavyweight Championship!
Victoria listens to the referee, backing away, then going back in and connecting with several more strikes. The referee forces Victoria back, allowing Jenn to finally get out of the corner and lock up with Victoria. Jenn pulls her into a standing side headlock and flips her on her back. The referee moves into position to count, but Victoria is able to get a shoulder up to break a pin attempt.
Taj: Jenn trying to slow the match down a little.
America: Hey, if Victoria can't move, she can’t kick and Jenn has a chance to win.
Jenn manages to keep the hold on as Victoria manages to get herself to her feet. Jenn manages to spin herself behind Victoria, hoisting her up with a German suplex, and rolls through, connecting with another, and does it again and again and again! As Victoria rolls over, getting to her knees, Jenn connects with a flying knee! The Champ goes for a cover.
One…
Two...kick out!
Taj: Jenn trying to end this quickly.
America: It's a good plan.
Jenn looks at the referee, a bit surprised she didn't manage the win then. She gets to her feet, moving to the corner, and waiting for Victoria to get to her feet. Jenn charges in, but gets nailed with a thrust kick by Victoria, taking the Champ down. Jenn gets back to her feet, but Victoria meets her with a series of kicks and then drops her with a roundhouse kick. Victoria covers, but Jenn immediately kicks out.
Taj: And there are those powerful kicks of Victoria Salinas.
America: She may not look like it, but she can hit hard.
Unbreakable gets to her feet and connects with a leg drop. She quickly gets back to her feet and attempts a standing moonsault, but Jenn gets the knees up! Jenn tries to lock in a kimura lock, but Victoria is able to counter out of it and shoots Jenn into the corner. Victoria charges in, connecting with a running to the face. She pulls Jenn out of the corner, trying to set up a straightjacket neckbreaker slam, but Jenn manages to throw a few forearms and put Victoria in the corner. Jenn lifts Victoria up and attempts a superplex.
Victoria tries to fight off the superplex attempt, knocking Jenn off the top rope and down to the mat. She pulls herself up and turns around, throwing caution to the wind with a moonsault! At the last moment, Jenn rolls out of the way, causing Victoria to land hard on the mat! Victoria slowly gets to her feet, but Jenn meets her with a spinning backfist!.
Taj: That may have knocked out a tooth!
America: Jenn ain’t the World Champ for nothing!
Rather than let Victoria hit the mat, Jenn keeps her attack up, shooting her into the corner. She picks Victoria up and puts her on the top rope before connecting with superplex. Jenn grabs the leg in a pin attempt but Victoria is able to get the shoulder up before the referee can count much to Jenn’s shock.
Taj: You cannot count Victoria out at any point in a match. She has a lot of heart.
America: It's where Jenn is going to stab her.
Jenn steps out on the apron, waiting for Victoria to get ot her feet. She manages to get back up, at which point, the Rebel Queen attempts to pull off a move, but it is countered by a spinning heel kick! Victoria rolls Jenn into the middle of the ring and quickly shoots the ropes. The cameras flash as she hits a springboard moonsault! She hooks the leg for a cover.
One…
Two…
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: Victoria almost got the win!
America: She can shock a lot of people like that. I admit she's good. Not great, but good.
Victoria manages to get to her feet, waiting for Jenn, as she senses victory at hand. Victoria goes for a standing roundhouse kick as Jenn gets to her feet, but the Champ has the move well scouted and manages to duck. Jenn goes for a standing roundhouse kick of her own, but Victoria ducks. Jenn manages to recover and hoists Victoria up, but Victoria manages to use the momentum to flip the attempt into a hurricanrana! Victoria hooks the leg for a pin attempt.
One…
Two…
THRE... KICK OUT!
Taj: What a series of reversals! What a championship match!
Victoria shoots Jenn into the corner and connects with a kick. Victoria lifts Jenn up to the top rope. Jenn fights back as Victoria tries to set her up for a superplex. The two lose their balance, falling onto the arena floor!
Taj: Jenn and Victoria go crashing to the floor!
America: Daaaamn! They may be hurt!
The referee begins counting as neither competitor is moving.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Victoria and Jenn start to slowly move. Jenn tries using the barricade to get up. Victoria rolls over to her stomach, trying to push up.
Taj: Both competitors trying to get to their feet, to keep this match going, to have a winner. But how much do they have left and how much did that fall take out of them?
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten!
Jenn leans against the barricade. Victoria manages to drag herself up the announce table.
Torres: The referee has ruled this a double count out. As such Jenn Drew retains the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship!
Taj: These two took each other to the limit here tonight! Jenn has proven that she will go the distance to hold onto the championship!
America: I will begrudgingly admit that Victoria, although she’s stuck in the past, she has become the future of 1WM.
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Bodhi Bose: Tonight is Legendary 21 live from beautiful Athens! There is magic in the air and all the fans out here are all begging for a chance to see the Kali Kartel in action. They crave it. They need it! And who are we to deny them? The Kali Kartel is in the house and we are ready to steal the show from top to bottom.
Bodhi walks back and forth a bit as he speaks, running down what is coming up on the huge event tonight.
Bodhi Bose: We got Solomon F'n Monster taking on a guy who calls himself the Straight Shooter... Come on. We know how that will end. That guy is a joke and Solomon just hurts people. Then on top of all that great Kali Kartel content you also get to see my boys, The Headhunters, in action! They are so on fire right now the staff can't even find someone worthy of competing against them. Whoever comes out to face Dex and Eric is going to end up just like all our opponents... A loser! You think those two crazy boys are going to let someone nobody beat them? Of course not.
Dexter Calloway: Ayeeee!
Bodhi Bose: So bring out the best tag teams in all of wrestling and watch them get humiliated one by one by the greatest team to ever work together. To be announced should just be called the next to be defeated.
Bodhi stops and turns back to the camera, his grin spread wide across his face, as he steps a bit closer.
Bodhi Bose: On top of all that action we also have the Glory championship match where I am facing Don... Wait. He's gone. I'm facing Cain Domino!
Eric Calloway: He's name is Dominguez.
Bodhi Bose: Domino sounds cooler though. Dominguez or Domingo or Wendigo I don't give a damn what he calls himself. He's not on my level. He's not even playing the same game as me or the rest of the Kartel. He's a dollar store chump wrestler. Why is he even getting this chance? Nobody wants to see this guy in 1WM, let alone see him as a champion. They see him too often standing outside 7-11 begging for a quarter so he can get a cheap drink. There is a reason my guys call him Homeless Harry.
Bodhi chuckles a bit with a nod of his head.
Bodhi Bose: But there is more! This guy has a sleazey, boring manager. Is Cain so dumb he needs someone to help to speak and think for him? It's pretty sad. If I was a better man I would probably pity Cain but I'm not capable of feeling any empathy for someone so disgusting and worthless. It's a flaw of mine. I don't have many but I have a few. This is not a man who is championship material. He is not even worthy of being in the same building as the Kali Kartel. He is a bottom of the barrel, no-good chump. That's why I will be your new Glory Champion.
Bodhi motions around his waist in that universal sign for a wrestling championship. He finally shrugs though trying to move on.
Bodhi Bose: I am happy 1WM has come to it's senses too. They were scared to give me a shot at a belt because they knew I would win it. They are scared of the Kali Kartel running the company but I think maybe they've come to their senses and realizes we already do. The Glory Championship is gonna be mine and it's just the first step of out total domination of this company. Cain, enjoy your moment of relevance while being in the ring with me because after I beat you nobody will care about you again. Tonight I make you matter and tonight I become the Glory Champion. You're welcome.
Bodhi grins as Eric runs up behind him, motioning for him to come over to where Dexter is standing with his hand over his mouth.
Eric Calloway: Bodhi! You gotta see dis! That chickie from last night jus sent Dex some nudie pics!
Bodhi looked at him before slowly lowering his sunglasses in disbelief. He shrugs and heads over to go look at Dexter's phone as the Kali Kartel all share a bit of a laugh before heading back into the arena before Legendary 21!
One Wrestle Movement
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Presents
Live from the Faliro Sports Pavilion Arena in Athens, Greece
In Association With
Iconic Sports Media
Presents
Live from the Faliro Sports Pavilion Arena in Athens, Greece
Taj: WELCOME EVERYONE TO LEGENDARY TWENTY ONE “THIS IS 1WM!”!
The arena comes to life and the Greek crowd is loud enough to just about drown out the sound of Legendary's theme music, only proceeding to almost drown out the pyrotechnics too! The camera pans to show the commentary table where Taj Hennessey-Monroe and America Vaughn are seated.
Taj: GOOD EVENING, EVERYBODY! ONE WRESTLE MOVEMENT HERE AND WE'RE COMING AT YOU LIVE FROM ATHENS, GREECE!
America: No time to flap your lips, Taj. Let’s get on with the show!
A long black car pulls up to the Faliro Sports Pavilion in Athens and then a man wearing a featureless black mask gets out of the driver’s side door and opens the back passenger’s door which a moment later Jacob Striker steps out of the car followed closely behind by the familiar figures of both Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer with Slayer stopping to look back into the car proper and talking to someone as the other two men come around the car, with Bane then getting Striker’s attention and motioning at the camera with a chuckle.
Jacob Striker: It’s not easy being popular in this industry. But even if you are the most popular mother fucker in this industry like your [redacted] or your Stephanie Matsudas or even your freaking Jason Longs and Matthew Knoxes...everyone understands that in this industry being polite is not just a needful thing-but it’s a sign of respect. Case in point, I was already preparing to face off against [redacted], a very talented young lady who has a bright and shiny future in this industry I might I add, for hopefully a match right here in Athens for Legendary this month.
But imagine my shock when this overdeveloped excuse of a Memphis Wrestling Territory *REJECT* up and decides that he's going to be my opponent instead and pushes his way into a match and forces me to wait for my match against [redacted]. Now further imagine my shock at the lack of any kind of respect when said Memphis Reject goes onto basically say that he's going to smash my skull in for not knowing my place or some shit like that?
Jake turns and looks over at Bane who can only offer up a shrug in response before the shorter man turns back to face the camera.
Jacob Striker: Solomon, I want you to understand something and that is I'm not afraid of you nor will I ever be afraid of you. You're just another lay about veteran who hopes that his ass can continue to write the rubber checks needed to keep yourself going in this company while you leech off of the Headhunters and getting your jollies out of listening to them and their butchered ability to speak after how many times that you've forced them to watch old tapes of your past wrestling matches. I chose to fight [redacted] because I wanted a good and solid fight, not a letdown throwdown with you and a short one at that because when you look at my record here in this sport as of late, you'll see one true thing and that is that I honestly don't give a shit what happens anymore because when it comes down to pure wrestling talent, there is no one greater on the entire One Wrestling Movement roster than *ME*.
Jake then turns and draps an arm across the shoulders of Bane and motions at the camera.
Jacob Striker: Then again, showing technical wrestling to anyone in the Kali Kartel is like reading Shakespeare to a dog, Thomas, and do you know why?
Thomas Bane: Why, Jacob?
Jacob Striker: Because that entire bunch is incredibly lacking in the intelligence department. I mean Solomon himself is so dense, light bends around him.
Bane winces at that comment as Jake gives a very harsh laugh.
Jacob Striker: The point of the matter is tonight, Solo, you are walking into this very arena looking to try and outfight me, you're probably off getting your jollys in torturing small defenseless animals as a way to properly get ready for this match.
Jake lifts his arm from across Bane's shoulders and uses that hand to point directly into the camera with a very serious look on his face.
Jacob Striker: But you need to stop that, right here and now. Be kind to animals or I'll armbar you until I snap the damned thing off your flabby little body, Solo. And don't think that I won't do it anyways because I fully intend to do JUST *that*!! So come at me with your best violence, Solo. Because your best is simply not going to be enough when you step into the ring with me here in this arena. Oh...and in case you think that I'm a man alone since Lash has basically declared that he doesn't need me anymore?
Jake turns and looks at both halves of the Shinigami Foundation with Slayer tossing a smirk at the camera while Bane has his usual cool, calm, and collected look on his face.
Jacob Striker: You bring your flimsy one hit wonders, because I've got a very stable Foundation at my back.
The three men then head into the arena as the screen fades to black.
Debut Match: Three Way Match
Kelli Saint vs. “The Paragon of Professional Wrestling” Solomon Graham vs. Quid
Kelli Saint vs. “The Paragon of Professional Wrestling” Solomon Graham vs. Quid
As the bell sounds Kelli Saint slaps Solomon in the face. As Solomon stands there in shock, Kelli turns and slaps Quid across the face as well. Quid staggers and Kelli pulls him down into an inside cradle.
One…
Two…
T...KICK OUT!!!
Quid starts to roll away and Solomon looks to mount Kelli. Kelli catches him coming in with an inside cradle as well.
One…
Two…
TH...KICK OUT!!!
Quid runs over looking for a senton splash. Kelli moves and Quid crashes down onto Solomon on the mat. Kelli drops an elbow before rolling away as Quid comes with one of his own. Kelli gives Quid a dropkick to the face and then tries to cover Solomon.
One…
Two…
T...REVERSAL!!!
Solomon rolls Kelli over into a rolling cradle.
One…
Two…
T...Quid MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Taj: Kelli Saint has tried to make sure the other two wrestlers...
America: Use that word loosely!
Quid pulls Kelli up and gives her a stiff forearm to the face. Kelli staggers back. Quid grabs her and runs into the ropes to go for an O’Connor roll. As they roll back, Solomon jumps into a wicked leg lariat on Quid that knocks him down into a cover by Kelli.
One…
Two…
TH...Solomon MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Kelli grabs Solomon and scratches at his eyes. Quid clubs Kelli in the back of the head and then pulls her into a backslide.
One…
Two…
Solomon goes running by them and rebounds off the far ropes.
THR…Solomon hits a dropkick to both ladies from the side!
Solomon hits a leg drop on Quid before pulling him up to hit a Regal Plex! As he goes for the cover, Kelli drills Solomon in the side of the head with a dropkick. Solomon falls through the ropes to the floor. Quid staggers up and Kelli catches him for Playtime's Over (bicycle kick)!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Taj: Kelli Saint steals the win!
America: Steals? She won fair and square!
Taj: Solomon had her first!
America: And then Kelli took it, there was nothing stolen.
Torres: Here is your winner...Kelli Saint!!!
Solomon stands up and glares at Kelli as she struts on out, nodding to the boos. In the ring, Quid pulls himself up using the ropes.
Episode Two Coming Soon
Pride of 1WM Championship Opportunity
Six Person Match
Olivia Blue vs. Keon Suggs II vs. “Brozart” Tim Brody vs. El Diablo Blanco vs. Keiji Sugiwara vs. “Ya Girl” Q
Six Person Match
Olivia Blue vs. Keon Suggs II vs. “Brozart” Tim Brody vs. El Diablo Blanco vs. Keiji Sugiwara vs. “Ya Girl” Q
The match starts off with Tim and Diablo teaming up to take on Q as Keiji and Olivia do the same against Keon on opposite sides of the ring. Keon pushes the two away and tries to fight them off, only to be hit with an elbow smash from Keiji before Olivia rolls him up into a small package. The pin is broken up as Q dropkicks Diablo, causing him to stumble back and over the pin. Everyone is quickly back up to their feet and Olivia blows a kiss at Keon before winking as she locks in a side headlock on Diablo who tries to make it back to Tim. Keiji and Keon get back to duking it out and we see Keon able to overpower Keiji after hitting a European uppercut, following it up with a German suplex.
On the other side of the ring, Q and Tim’s back and forth fighting is interrupted by Diablo who managed to ditch Olivia after hitting her with a discus forearm smash that included the latter rolling under the bottom rope to the arena floor. Diablo comes charging in and blasts Q with a hip attack in the corner after Tim had hit her with a bitch slap. The two “teammates” then continue the onslaught against Q until she falls into a heap in the corner. They then turn their attention to Keon and Keiji, with Diablo focusing on Keiji and Tim on Keon. Keon and Tim are going balls to the wall, trading blows back and forth until Tim goes to hit him with a superkick that he ducks, instead hanging herself up on the rope and allowing Keon to hit her with a spinning side slam after her pulls her closer back to the center.
He gets to his feet and gloats a little bit, failing to notice Olivia who sits perched atop a turnbuckle before launching herself off for a diving crossbody. She scrambles to get back up to her feet before he does, allowing her to hit a running butt bump. She rolls him over and manages to lock in a single leg Boston crab, keeping it locked in a few moments before she’s taken out by a hip attack from Keiji. Keon gets up and tries to fight back, being me with a running lariat from Diablo. Diablo gets Tim back up to his feet and the two turn their attention to Olivia and Keiji, easily taking Olivia out with a bucklebomb from Diablo before they start double teaming Keiji.
Eventually Keiji is able to hit a series of forearms on both Tim and Diablo, causing them to back away from him and Keon comes running in to even the odds, followed closely by Q. This leads to a bit of a mess until Diablo and Q hit Keon and Keiji with discus forearm smash and exploder suplex respectively. Diablo and Tim try to double team Q, but she fires back with stereo thumbs to the eyes of Tim and Diablo before hitting Tim with a Samoan drop. Q then locks in a boston crab on Tim and Tim screams out in pain as he reaches for the ropes. After a few moments of this, Q release the hold and stands, bringing Tim up to a vertical position as Diablo comes back into the fold with a running lariat directed towards Q… but Q dodges it and the move instead hits Tim.
Diablo looks on in pure shock as Q just stands before her and smiles. Quinn pulls Tim up and apologizes to her groggy teammate before Q delivers Q’s Lament (deadlift german suplex) on Quinn. She then sets her sights on Tim and smirks before hitting Q’s Landing (cartwheel death valley driver) before going for the pin. But at the last minute she’s yanked off before being hit with a sitout spinebuster from Keon Suggs!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… Keon Suggs II!
Taj: What an amazing chance for Keon! He’s next in line for a Pride of 1WM Championship match!
America: I wouldn't be too excited for him...it's a good chance he’ll be facing the Queen herself, Bianca Davis, in the very near future.
Taj: I can’t…
Taj is interrupted when Q’s monster makes his way into the ring and commences to wreak havoc upon everyone in the ring. Keon manages to slip out the ring before being attacked and walks away secure in his win.
The screen cuts into the private locker room of the Shinigami Foundation as Bane stands dead center of the room while Slayer has his feet up off to the side and enjoying a nice cold can of Liquid Death.
Thomas Bane: Well here tonight, in lovely Athens, the Shinigami Foundation make their triumphant return to One Wrestling Movement by taking on not one, not two, but *THREE* of the most skilled duos that this company has to offer.
Alex Slayer: Well minus [redacted} and [redacted]! Can't forget about them, partner.
Thomas Bane: I wasn't, but we're not facing them on the card tonight and I didn't want to rub the salt into their wounds by including them when they're not there.
Alex Slayer: Eh...point.
Thomas Bane: Anyway, the entire lot of you is perhaps used to the comedic yet brutal stylings of my long time partner in crime Alex Slayer and his partner as of late in the form of David Belmont during their tenure here in One Wrestling Movement. But make no mistake in that I am *not* Mister Belmont, oh no...I'm an entirely different kind of creature.
You see, where David will run his mouth and try to lay you out with some very impressive high flying...I will simply be unimpressed at what you throw at me before I submit your bodies to one impressively painful move after another. And that's not me speaking out of pure ego to the entire lot of you, that is a supreme *bastard* making a promise to each and every one of you in this match. And to make matters worse, one of our opponents here tonight is our very own Lash Donohue.
Bane slowly shakes his head as he makes a light clicking sound with his tongue.
Thomas Bane: Where Arley may receive a free pass from the suffering that is to come, I cannot nor will not say the same for you, Lash. Your comments to our dear colleague in Jacob has distressed him incredibly somewhat. He naturally assumed that a man that he viewed as family, who came to help pick him up after the bullshit that is Katrina Cage did to him, that you would also be there for the mounting bullshit that one Morgan Banch did to him across social media.
But instead what did you do? Ah yes, post childish and moranic blithering across the same media while Banch's sycophantic childer spread lies about one of your "best friends". So, here tonight the Graves sisters in the Fallen Angels, and Alex's beloved little friend, Arley Kirk, all will receive a truly momentous beating at the hands of the once again properly united Shinigami Foundation! But you, my dear sir.
Bane turns around and is handed a can of Liquid Death by Alex who then moves to stand next to his partner as both men hold up their cans respectfully in a mock salute.
Thomas Bane: To you, Lash Donohue. May your suffering here tonight in lovely Athens serve as both an inspiration to all artists out there and an example of why you don't cross the Foundation!
Slayer/Bane: KANPAI!!
Both Slayer and Bane then power chug both of their cans of Liquid Death until they are bone dry at which point, Slayer gives the camera a wicked smile.
Alex Slayer: Lash, buebe. You knew this was coming when you first didn't say anything in support of Jake and then you insulted him the way that you did here on 1WM television? I mean you ever ask yourself why Jake hasn't come at you yet for that shit? It's because deep in his heart, he still cares and respects you as a friend...and he hopes that you understand that this beating you gotta take is for your own good. I mean I know for a *fact* that Arley's on my side of things on this one and I'm thankful for that. But as for the Fallen Angels, ladies...I do hope that you are all up for one hell of a throw down because here tonight...it's the Foundation's night to shine and hands *DOWN*, we're going to get shit done.
Thomas Bane: FRS, Ladies and Gentlemen. The Foundation Reigns *SUPREME*.
The screen then fades to black as they head out of their locker room.
Scene opens backstage in the hallways of the Faliro Sports Pavilion Arena, where we see one half of the Fallen Angels, Damon Graves, sitting on an equipment case. His elbows are planted on his knees and his hands are folded underneath his chin. As the camera pulls in on his face, we can see that he has a contemplative expression on his face. When his wife Aurora walks up next to him, he seems not to notice her arrival.
Aurora Graves: There you are! One minute you’re in the dressing room… I turn my back for a second and you’re gone.
Damon remains silent. Aurora leans over, studying more closely the expression on her husband’s face.
Aurora Graves: You didn’t utter ten words the entire plane ride over. Even Alicia is concerned, so whatever’s eating you, you need to talk to me…
Aurora tenderly places her hand on his shoulder. Her touch breaks Damon out of his reverie. He puts a hand on his knee, then turns upward to look at his wife, but not before letting out a deep sigh.
Damon Graves: I’m sorry if I scared you, but ever since that last match with the Headhunters, something’s been gnawing at me…
Aurora’s eyes narrow as a slight frown forms on her face.
Aurora Graves: Are you still in a funk about things went down? It’s not the first time we’ve lost a match…
Damon Graves: Yeah, but I can’t help but be disappointed in myself…
He claps his hands onto his face, the last words of his sentence muffled by his palms as Aurora puts her hands on her hips.
Aurora Graves: Disappointed? Damon, you got busted open with one of the tag team title belts!
Damon runs his hands through his hair, locking his fingers behind his head as he leans against the wall behind the equipment case.
Damon Graves: I got taken out way too easy…
Aurora reaches a hand out to slowly turn Damon’s head so that he faces her. She looks him deep in the eyes and gives him a reassuring smile.
Aurora Graves: Live and learn. Right now, I need your head in the game.
Damon Graves: That’s part of the reason I’m out here. I needed a little alone time so I can get inside my own head and give myself a little mental kick in the ass. Tonight’s match is so damned important…
With a knowing expression, Aurora nods her head.
Aurora Graves: I know. Normally, you’d have verbally ripped our opponents at least three new assholes by now…
Damon Graves: In this particular case, that’s part of the problem. We’re either friendly with them or just don’t have anything bad to say about them.
Aurora purses her lips as she ponders his words for a moment.
Aurora Graves: True, but that shouldn’t stop us once the bell rings.
Damon Graves: What about Lash and Arley? We’ve been on fairly good terms with Lash, and Arley we just haven’t really dealt with…
Aurora Graves: You know as well as I do that while Lash can be a laid back goofball outside of the ring, once the match is on, that shit flies out the window. And Arley? She’s a former world champion!
Damon Graves: That leaves the Shinigami Syndicate. Never crossed paths with them before tonight, but their reputation is known throughout the business….
Aurora Graves: And you know what a victory over them would do for OUR reputation…
Damon ruminates on this for a moment, the thought bringing the corners of his mouth up in the beginnings of a grin.
Damon Graves: More importantly, we get another shot at the Tag Team Championships…
The expression on Aurora’s face easily conveys a feeling that her husband finally grasps what she’s been talking about.
Aurora Graves: So, ready to stop playing Debby Downer and go kick some ass?
Damon chuckles as he pushes himself up to his feet. He gestures with his hand down the hallway, as if to say “Ladies first.”
Damon Graves: Lead the way...
With that, Aurora heads towards the ring entrance, with Damon walking right behind her. Scene cuts back to ringside.
Tag Team Championship Opportunity
Three Way Match
Shinigami Syndicate (Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer) vs. Fallen Angels (Aurora and Damon Graves) vs. “Dirty Magic” Lash Donohue and “Suicide Blonde” Arley Kirk
Three Way Match
Shinigami Syndicate (Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer) vs. Fallen Angels (Aurora and Damon Graves) vs. “Dirty Magic” Lash Donohue and “Suicide Blonde” Arley Kirk
Taj: I’ve just received word that the winner of this match will not only receive a Tag Team Championship opportunity but that opportunity will be later tonight against the Champions, The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway!
All three teams start off by glaring at one another from across the ring. Shinigami Syndicate break the stalemate by each member going after one of the other teams… Bane with Fallen Angels and Slayer with the Kirk siblings. The two put up a valiant effort against their respective fights. Bane goes after Aurora first, taking her out with a quick hair pull backbreaker before hitting Damon with shoot-style kicks before following it up with a gamengiri. On the other hand, Slayer fires off a quick big boot directly to Arley’s chest before turning his attention to Lash and hitting him with a bridging Northern Lights suplex!
Taj: Action going fast and furious in this match so far!
America: Good movies...well maybe not the last couple ones...oh and that Tokyo Drift one…
Taj: Focus, America.
Damon and Aurora are quickly back up to their feet, Damon hitting Bane with an European uppercut before Aurora hits a series of knee strikes to his body as she traps him in a headlock. Arley goes after Slayer who’s still attacking her brother, pulling Slayer off of Lash before hitting him with a snapmare and basement dropkick combo. She goes for a cover.
One…
Tw…Damon takes out Arley with a boot to the back of her head!
America: KICK HER DAMN HEAD OFF!
Lash then hits Damon with a quick wrist clutch exploder suplex before helping Bane take Aurora out with an arm trap neckbreaker. This then allows the siblings to give their full attention to the Shinigamis. The two teams exchange a prolonged series of back and forth attacks until Arley out of nowhere is able to hit Kirk The Bucket! (springing superkick) on Bane and turns her attention to Slayer as Lash locks in Donohue Deathlock (modified high angle liontamer)!
Taj: This could be it!
America: I think I’m gonna be sick!
Bane struggles to get free as the other two fight off the Fallen Angels. And before we know it, Bane taps out!
Torres: Here is your winner… Lash Donohue and Arley Kirk!
Taj: Lash and Arley are moving on later tonight to face The Headhunters for the Tag Team Championship!
America: Easy win for the greatest tag team going today!
Singles Match
Solomon Monster vs. “Straight Shooter” Jacob Striker
Solomon Monster vs. “Straight Shooter” Jacob Striker
The referee looks at both men to make sure that they're ready for the match to begin---Monster in particular looks like he just can't wait. A few seconds later, the referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Striker quickly begins to circle around the ring in an effort to keep his distance from Monster, who nonetheless follows in close pursuit. Monster finally manages to grab hold of Striker and pulls him in, nailing him with a hard elbow shot to the mouth. He tries to hit Striker with a second, but Striker wisely puts himself between the ropes and gets the referee to force a break. Monster seems to be rather annoyed by the fact, practically throwing the referee out of the way as he grabs hold of Striker. Jacob wisely uses the opening to hit Monster in the mouth with a hard right hand before grabbing the big man's right arm and wrapping it around the ropes, using the leverage to try and do some damage. Monster uses his size and strength to shove Striker away. Striker stumbles a few steps and Monster immediately charges while looking for a clothesline---only to have Striker leap into the air and send Monster crashing to the mat with a flying knee!
Taj: We've seen a lot from Jacob Striker in recent weeks...but your entire game plan has to change when you're in the ring with Solomon Monster.
America: Well, you can't really throw Solomon around...and you're not going to make Solomon quit...so I'm curious to see what Jacob comes up with!
Monster tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Striker quickly closes the gap between the two of them. He grabs hold of Monster's right arm once again, twisting it as far as he can in hopes of doing more damage to it. Monster drags himself back up to his feet as Striker tries to keep his distance. Unfortunately for him, Monster uses his strength to pull Striker in toward him. He drives his shoulder into Striker, knocking the wind out of him and sending Striker to the mat. Striker tries to drag himself back up to his feet, but Monster steps toward him and delivers a throat thrust with his left hand! Striker staggers around, recovering quickly and trying to step toward Monster. Solomon responds by lifting Striker into the air and slamming him down to the mat with a sidewalk slam! He hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One...
Two...Striker is able to kick out!
Monster angrily glares down at Striker before dragging him back up to his feet. He grabs hold of Striker and shoves him back into the nearest turnbuckle. Monster hits Striker in the mouth with a left elbow shot to knock him groggy before stepping back toward the center of the ring. He pauses for just a moment. Monster then charges forward and tries to crush Striker against the turnbuckle with a big splash! Striker ducks out of the way just in time, causing Monster to crash into the turnbuckle instead! Striker grabs hold of Monster and rams his right arm into the turnbuckle once for good measure before dragging him toward the middle of the ring and delivering a double knee armbreaker to Monster's right arm! Instead of going for the cover, Striker quickly positions himself over Monster's arm and begins to stomp away on it!
Taj: If Jacob's hoping to win he's going to need to do as much damage to that arm as he possibly can!
America: I have to admit, I definitely respect the strategy thus far but when you're in the ring with a man like Monster...you need a plan or you're going to get VERY hurt! It's that simple!
Despite Striker's best efforts to keep Monster down as long as he possibly can, the big man nonetheless drags himself back up to his feet. Striker hits Monster with a series of quick strikes to try and wear him down. Once he's got Monster stumbling a bit, Striker bounces off of the ropes and tries to send Monster back to the mat! Unfortunately for him, Monster steps toward him and wraps his right hand around Striker's throat. He chuckles as he gets ready to lift Striker into the air, but Striker blocks the attempted chokeslam by hitting Monster's weakened arm! Monster stumbles back in pain, but quickly reaches out with his left hand. He completes the chokeslam and then drops to the mat for the cover.
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!!
Taj: I don't think he managed to get as much on that as he'd have liked to, but that right there is proof that Solomn might be the most dangerous man in 1WM!
America: It's also proof that Jacob's plan is working!
Monster grabs hold of Striker and drags him back up to his feet. Striker groggily staggers around from the big man, but not before Monster can bounce off of the ropes. He charges at Striker and tries to send him crashing to the mat with a big boot! Striker ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Monster to turn and face him. When Monster does so, Striker steps forward and NAILS Monster in the mouth with a vicious elbow shot that sends him staggering. Striker then reaches out and grabs hold of Monster's right arm---taking him down to the mat and locking in an armbar! Striker just BARELY manages to get the hold locked in when Monster uses his strength to power Striker off of the mat, slamming him down to the mat with a huge powerbomb instead! Monster angrily glares down at Striker before grabbing him and tossing him through the ropes!
Taj: OH MY!
America: Things are really about to get interesting now!
Following Striker out, Monster grabs him and runs with him toward the guard rail! Monster tries to throw Striker over it and into the crowd, but Striker manages to pull himself away. The former Pride Champion takes a deep breath and waits for Monster to turn around. When he does, Striker steps forward and hits Monster with a big superkick! The impact of the kick sends Monster down to a knee, Striker quickly crawls over to the ring apron and hops up onto it. The referee stops his count and tells Striker that he needs to get in the ring.
Taj: Jacob needed that if he had any hope of surviving this match.
America: He still needs to figure out what he’s doing...he’s not going to win the match by SURVIVING!
Striker pauses when he’s on the apron and turns around. Monster is starting to pull himself back up to his feet. Striker shakes his head and perches on the apron, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Once Monster is standing, Striker leaps off and hits Monster with a double knee strike that sends the Kartel leader crashing to the floor! Striker bangs his knee on the floor as well, but ignores it. He climbs back up onto the ring apron as Monster once again begins to stir. Striker mumbles something under his breath.
Taj: Jacob doesn’t look happy that Solomon is still fighting.
America: Jacob’ll need to do something if he wants to win this match! He’s on a roll right now and just needs to keep it up!
Striker waits until Monster reaches his feet. Striker then springboards off of the ropes and sends Monster crashing to the floor with an Asai moonsault! Striker then smirks and slides back into the ring. He DEMANDS that the referee start the count.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Taj: Jacob’s really content with a count-out?
America: A win is a win at this point!
Monster starts to make it up to his feet. Striker asks that the referee begin his count even more quickly than before. The referee doesn’t really seem to speed it up much.
Five…
Six…
Seven…Monster slides into the ring to break up the count.
Striker looks frustrated but immediately runs at Monster and hits him with a knee strike! Monster stumbles as Striker grabs him by the head and tries to run over toward the ropes for a springboard tornado DDT! Monster catches Striker in the air and uses his power to hoist Striker onto his shoulders for his Argentina backbreaker! Before Monster can send Striker down to the mat, Striker frees himself from his grasp and ends up on the mat behind him. Monster turns around and Striker hits him with a kick that is suspiciously low before pulling Monster into a roll-up.
One...
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: That looked like a possible low-blow.
America: Jacob would NEVER!
Taj: Either way...Solomon is still alive…
Monster pulls himself back up to his feet. Striker charges and leaps into the air for a spinning heel kick! Monster catches him in the air and slams Striker down to the mat. Striker crawls over toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Monster charges to send him out to the floor. Striker pulls down on the ropes and sends Monster out to the floor! Solomon crashes hard. Smirking, Striker steps out onto the apron and waits for Monster to reach his feet. Once he does so, Striker leaps off of the apron and tries to send Monster crashing to the floor with a hurricanrana! Monster catches Striker in the air and walks over to the steel steps---slamming him onto them with a MASSIVE powerbomb! The fans sit in stunned silence as Monster glares down at Striker.
Taj: Did you hear that thud?
America: Sickening…
Monster grabs hold of Striker’s body and lifts it into the air. Monster walks a few steps and then tosses Striker’s body into the crowd!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
While Striker gets lost in the sea of fans, Monster calmly turns around and steps back into the ring. Exhausted, Monster stands and waits while the referee starts to count Striker out of the match.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Taj: Jacob tried to win by count-out! Now Solomon’s doing the same…
America: These two just want it over with!
The referee continues his count as some fans try to bring Striker over to the guard-rail, though he doesn’t have the energy to get back into the match.
Eight…
Nine…
Ten!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Solomon Monster!!!
Taj: Well...Solomon found a way to win it…
America: That powerbomb was a killer! We can only hope that Jacob’s okay after that one...
Glory Championship Match
Bodhi Bose vs. “Pain Maker” Cain Dominguez
Bodhi Bose vs. “Pain Maker” Cain Dominguez
Torres: The following match is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP which is set for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
"AFFLUENZA" by 3TEETH plays as Bodhi Bose makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Venice, California….weighing in at two hundred and fourteen pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches….representing Kali Kartel….he is God’s Gift….BODHHHHHIIIIII BOSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Straight to Hell” by Ozzy Osbourne starts playing as the light dim with only red light’s filling the arena. Smoke fills the stage as Cain, followed behind by Joshua Samson, Esq., walks out on stage and at the top of the ramp he drops down to one knee looking like he saying a prayer, he then smacks the ground once and yells out a scream with a crazy look on his face as flames explode on the stage each side of the ramp. The flames remain as the duo walk down the ramp to the ring. Cain stops just before the step and looks down at the ground takes breaths before quickly looking back up flipping his wet hair, before walking up the steps and gets into the ring. Cain yells again as he shows is crazy look again as he grabs the top rope looking at the crowd as the lights return to normal.
Torres: Coming to the ring next escorted by THE Executive Representative, Joshua Samson, Esquire, hailing from Brooklyn, New York….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds...standing at a height of six feet six inches….he is a former 1WM Tag Team Champion….he is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion...he is the Pain Maker….CAIIIINNNNNNN DOMINIGUEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!
Taj: These two of the most talented men in 1WM today...
America: And I don't doubt for a second that they're about to tear the whole building down!
The fans show their anticipation for the upcoming match. The referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Bodhi and Cain both circle around the ring as they wait for an opening to appear. The two men continue to circle around one another, with Bodhi suddenly deciding to run forward. He tries to hit Cain with a lunging clothesline---only to have Cain duck underneath the attempt! Bodhi quickly tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Cain tries to take control by locking in a bearhug! Bodhi’s eyes briefly go wide, but he escapes the hold by grabbing hold of the ropes. The fans continue to show their support for both men as the referee makes sure that both are ready to keep the match going.
Taj: These two men are quite hated but this crowd is appreciative of good wrestling.
America: Cain is with Joshua Samson and Bodhi is with Kali Kartel….hell I’m conflicted!
The two men once again meet in the center of the ring. This time, Bodhi is ready to attack---hitting Cain in the chest with a series of slaps!
Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!
The sound echoes throughout the arena as the Pain Maker stumbles back from the impact and tries to defend himself. Bodhi hits Cain in the mouth with a spinning backfist! Cain drops down to a knee as Bodhi bounces off of the ropes and tries to build up enough momentum to hit a shining wizard! Unfortunately for him, Cain recovers just enough to pull himself back up to his feet---cutting Bodhi off with a big boot! Cain hooks the leg and covers.
One...
Two...Bodhi kicks out!
America: That was close!
Taj: You have to love how both of these men are fully capable of taking advantage of every little opening that their opponents give them!
Bodhi slowly tries to bring himself back up to his feet as Cain hits him with a few clubbing blows to the back of the head. He then locks Bodhi into a facelock and hits him with a knee strike before spinning him into position for a neckbreaker! Bodhi just barely escapes Cain’s grasp and creates the slightest bit of separation between the two. He waits for Cain to turn around before leaping into the air and hitting him with an enziguri! Cain staggers from the impact. Bodhi kicks him in the ribs and then hoists him into the air for a double underhook backbreaker! Bodhi hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Bodhi steps back and waits for Cain to begin making it back up to his feet. Once he’s almost standing, Bodhi charges forward, Cain ducks out of the way, and causes Bodhi to hit nothing but mat. He struggles to regain his footing as Cain steps forward and kicks Bodhi in the jaw with a big boot! Cain pulls Bodhi in and hoists him into the air, slamming him down to the mat just seconds later with a powerslam! He covers.
One...
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: Oh wow…
America: Even I can admit that I thought that was it!
Cain tries to pull Bodhi into position for a chokeslam, but Bodhi is able to block the attempt. He shoves Cain away, leaps into the air, and hits him with a jumping knee strike! The impact sends Cain staggering back to the nearest turnbuckle. Bodhi runs in again and tries to connect with a second knee strike in the corner, though Cain ducks out of the way! Bodhi’s knee crashes into the turnbuckle before he drops to the mat. Cain grabs hold of Bodhi and tries to drag him toward the center of the ring, only to have Bodhi shove him away! Bodhi hits Cain with an European uppercut that nearly drops him to the mat. Bodhi pulls him up and tries to snap off a deadlift gutwrench suplex! Cain is able to reverse the move and hit Bodhi with Spinal Shock (sitdown spinebuster)!
Taj: This could be it!
America: No way! No way! No way!
Cain hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
THREE!!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW Glory Champion...Cain Dominguez!!!
Taj: Talk about an exciting, back and forth match!
America: But in the end, Cain’s the new Glory Champion.
Almost immediately the Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway, barrel down the rampway. Cain tosses the Glory title to the side and prepares for the oncoming fight.
Taj: What in the world are the Headhunters coming out here for?!
America: Well they said if Homeless Harry...I mean, Cain...wins they were going to riot.
Samson quickly scrambles into the ring, scoops up the Glory title, and gets in front of Cain, pleading with him not to engage with the Headhunters. Cain pushes Samson out of the way just as the Headhunters get to the bottom of the ramp.
Taj: Cain is a very brave man but taking on two men after a hard fought match isn’t the smartest move.
America: Yeah I agree with you, Taj.
Bodhi starts to get to his feet behind Cain. Samson crawls over and grabs Cain by the leg, pleading with his client to get out of the ring. Reluctantly, Cain cautiously makes his way out of the ring before being attacked by the Kartel trio.
America: Smart move by Homeless Harry….I mean Cain….listening to his manager. There’s no shame in getting while the getting is good!
Bodhi, Eric, and Dexter scream at Cain to get back into the ring. With Samson in front of him “holding him back”, Cain points at the trio mouthing “their time is coming!”
[/ceter]Pride of 1WM Championship Match
Rei Park vs. “Queen B” Bianca Davis
Rei Park vs. “Queen B” Bianca Davis
Torres: The following match is for the PRIDE OF 1WM CHAMPIONSHIP and it is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The techno like beat of “Monster” by EXO begins to play throughout the arena’s sound system as the beat and the anticipation builds. Right after the lyrics begin, Rei Park bursts out from behind the curtain as subdued hues of purple and blue colored lights flash around the stage. She is exuding confidence, evident by the huge smile on her face as she holds her arms out to her side, bent at the elbow. When she reaches the top of the stage, she slowly pushes her hands out forward before a quick flick of the wrist down and up. She jumps up and her legs go out, hands slowly but quickly moving up her torso before her right hand goes out in front of her and she waves her pointer finger in a no motion before bringing it and her legs in together, knees bent as she gives a quick shake of the hip.
As Kai’s part of the first verse begins, Rei makes her way down towards the ring. Her arms remain at her side but swing freely as she prances down. Upon reaching the ring as the chorus begins, she hops onto the ring apron, knees down and arms spread across the rope before slowly getting up. She hits a pose with a smile before stepping into the ropes.
You can call me monster.
She quickly climbs a turnbuckle and hits the stage pose again, holding it for a few moments before hopping down, waiting off to the side as she listens to her entrance music fade out, being replaced by the thunderous cheering of fans.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Seoul, South Korea….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds...standing at a height of five feet three inches….representing the Seoul Queens….she is the former Pride of 1WM Champion….REEEEIIIIII PARRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
”Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly, as a red carpet roll and paparazzi appear as the lights dim, and flash all over the arena. Out from the back steps The Pinnacle of One Wrestle Movement Queen B Bianca Davis. Who sauntered out onto the stage accompanied by Joshua Samson, Esq. The statuesque blonde soon removes her title from her waist and raises it high in the air as she does her trademark pageant wave as the paparazzi snap photos of her. The Queen then blows a kiss and keeps up her saunter down to the ring.
On her way to the ring, Bianca has her title held up with both hands showing it off, while maintaining her distance from the fans. The Pride of 1WM Champion then places the title back on her shoulder taking the time to taunt the fans being followed by Joshua Samson, the Malibu Native even given them the talk to the hand and taking the time to point and laugh at them. Before maintaining her gaze towards the ring.
Bianca and Samson soon climb up the ring steps one after the other as Samson orders the ref to lower the ropes for them which they do. First Samson enters then who is clapping and presenting his client who enters right after him. Queen B then stands in the center of the ring raises her title high in the air and does her pageant wave soaking in the loud boos. As The Pinnacle then moves her way to the corner and takes out her compact making sure everything on her is perfect as she waits for her opponent.
Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Malibu, California….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five foot nine inches….representing the Samson Family….she is the current reigning and defending Pride of 1WM Champion….she is the Queen B….BIANCCCCCAAAAA DAVIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Well here we are with the rematch for the Pride of 1WM between the ex-champion and the current.
America: You know my money is on my homegirl Bianca.
DING DING DING!!!
The bell sounds and the two competitors step up to the center of the ring. Rei grins and shoots the Champ the middle finger before turning to walk away for a second. Bianca just stares at Rei, seemingly caught somewhere between shock and outrage. Rei starts to turn back around and Bianca charges her. Rei catches Bianca with a deep armdrag and Bianca lands near the corner. Rei rushes in quickly and jumps into a rising hip attack that bounces Bianca hard off the turnbuckles! Rei prances out of the corner, makes her way out a couple of steps, and then backs up into a stinkface on Bianca, taking extra time to really get into the twerking across her opponent’s face. Rei makes sure she gets in there good and deep before walking back out, waving as she goes. She turns and jumps up to the second turnbuckle, barely getting a grip on the corner as she gets up there. Bianca growls and pops up, grabbing Rei by the thighs and powerbombing her off, holding for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH...SHOULDER UP!!!
Bianca starts to stand up and Rei grabs her for a weak inside cradle.
One…
Two…
TH...KICK OUT!!!
As they stand up, Bianca slaps Rei across the face so hard her knees buckle! Rei starts to go down but Bianca won’t let her. She grabs her by the shoulders and then kicks her low. Rei’s eyes go wide as she doubles over. Bianca grabs her by the hair and throws her back over so that she lands hard on her back. The crowd grimaces at the impact and Rei cries out in pain. Bianca stomps on Rei’s right hand and Rei immediately rolls away clutching at her appendage.
Taj: Good Lord, Bianca just seems to be throwing any semblance of wrestling out the window for the moment.
Bianca moves in and takes a camel clutch, bending Rei up from under the bottom rope. Rei cries out in pain while the referee starts counting to the disqualification even as Rei tries to tap out to the illegal hold.
One...
Two…
Three…
Four…Bianca releases and then scratches Rei down her back!
Rei writhes in pain and Bianca kicks her hard in the back. Bianca quickly steps through and grabs Rei's ankles. The Champ pulls Rei up into an inverted tarantula, standing on Rei’s hair in the process. Rei screams bloody murder, tapping frantically on her leg while the referee quickly starts counting to disqualification again.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
FIVE!!!
Bianca refuses to let go and the referee starts counting again.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
FIVE!!!
The referee turns and calls for the disqualification! Bianca continues to pull and Rei continues to scream.
Torres: The referee has disqualified Bianca Davis due to her refusal to release an illegal hold, therefore, the winner of this match, Rei Park!!! But due to the disqualification the championship cannot change hands….AND STILL the Pride of 1WM Champion... Bianca Davis!!
Taj: I don’t think Bianca cares!
America: No, but Rei damn sure does!
Taj: This is just wrong!
America: Some of the crowd seem to disagree…
Bianca releases her grip and allows Rei to flop into the ring. Not feeling that she’s done enough damage, Bianca steps back in and quickly slaps on a camel clutch! Rei starts frantically tapping.
Taj: This is uncalled for!
America: The hell you say! Rei deserves this beat down!
Suddenly the crowd explodes into cheers as Olivia Blue dashes down the rampway. She slides into the ring and delivers a dropkick to the face of Bianca which frees Rei from the camel clutch. On the outside, Samson is throwing a fit upon the arrival of the young Olivia.
Taj: IT’S OLIVA BLUE!
America: What in the hell is she doing out here?! Shouldn’t she be in the locker room nursing her wounds from that ass whooping earlier by Q’s Beast?!
Samson turns behind him and gestures to a woman seated in the front row. The woman nods before hopping the guardrail and slides into the ring.
Taj: Who is this fan?!
America: That’s no fan, Taj, that’s Veronica Taylor!
Olivia, sensing something amiss, turns around just as Veronica lunges at her. Olivia deftly manages to evade the attack. Veronica quickly follows it up by dropping down and dragging Bianca out of the ring.
Tag Team Championship Match
“Dirty Magic” Lash Donohue and “Suicide Blonde” Arley Kirk vs. The Headhunters (Eric and Dexter Calloway)
“Dirty Magic” Lash Donohue and “Suicide Blonde” Arley Kirk vs. The Headhunters (Eric and Dexter Calloway)
Torres: The following match is for the 1WM TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP which is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The arena plunges into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage which moves in tune to the beat of seventeen girls in a row, and there is a sudden explosion of fiery pyro. Lash gets a mixed reaction as he strolls out with a stuff upper lip and looks around, scanning the crowd.
Lash Donohue strides down the ramp confidently, his arms stretched out, slapping the hands which reach out. The fans seem to be a little nonplussed as Lash spits his gum into their zone and then gives them a smile as if he did something kind.
Lash reaches the ring and he smirks as he shows off his raw athleticism by skinning the cat. Lash starts running the ropes as he awaits his opponent.
"Global Domination" hits the system and there is a loud POP as Arley Kirk appears atop the Tron, black fuzzy LED angel wings on her back. Arley rips open a juice box and skolls it before slamming the empty carton on her forehead several times and getting another POP as she slides down to the ramp and makes her way down it, stopping for quick hugs and high fives and photos.
Arley opens a juice box at ringside and gets a good laugh as a small child opens his mouth and she pours Apple juice into it and also gets a warm reaction from giving her angel wings to a girl around the same age. Arley finally jumps up onto the apron and launches over the top rope before she gets one final POP by running and leaping to the top rope, showing off her superb balance as she stands dead center and motions for the fans to get louder. Arley Kirk backflips down to the ring and strikes a determined fighting pose as her music fades.
Torres: Coming to the ring first at a combined weight of two hundred and ninety-five pounds….they are LASSSSHHHHH DONOHUUUUUEEEEE and ARLEEEEYYYYYYY KIRRRRRKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Nipsey Hussle "Last Time That I Checked" starts playing and the two California brothers, Eric and Dexter Calloway, walk out nodding their heads along. They make their way down to the ring, looking just as ready to party as they are to fight, which to them is almost the same thing anyway. They step into the ring, hooping and hollering, ready to go against whoever they have tonight.
Torres: Coming to the ring next at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty pounds….hailing from Stockton, California...representing Kali Kartel...they are the current reigning and defending 1WM Tag Team Champions….they are Eric and Dexter Calloway….THEEEEE HEADHUNTERRRRRRRSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Dexter and Eric Calloway are at the top of the tag team division and everyone is gunning for a shot at their titles.
America: They are the greatest team EVER! They proved that by beating a good team and they are going to beat an adequate team tonight.
Before Eric and Dexter can make a move, “Whatever it Takes” by Hollywood Undead plays over the arena. Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer, collectively known as Shinigami Foundation, walk out on the entrance way and down to the ring.
Taj : Things just got interesting!
America: Things could get violent.
The two walk past the ring and head to the announce table, chasing Taj Monroe-Hennessey and America Vaughn off.
Taj: HEY! We have a job to do!
Alex Slayer: SHOOO!!! Away with you! AWAY! Go and grab some beer and gyros!! Ya got this match off!! Now GIT!!!
Eric’s eyes never leave the Shinigami Foundation. Dexter tries to hold his brother back from jumping Thomas and Alex. The distraction, however, allows Arley and Lash to jump the Headhunters, hammering away at them. Eric and Dexter quickly turn the tables on the siblings and manage to dump them to the outside with a pair of superkicks. The crowd boos as Eric and Dexter celebrate. On the outside, Arley checks to see if she is bleeding as Lash glares at the Headhunters.
Alex Slayer: And not since Ted Kennedy in a Barney suit have I seen such a horrible attempt at a pre-match attack here, Thomas.
Thomas Bane: I must concur with you, Alex. But however you cannot fault Arley and Lash from getting the jump on them Duke boys, eh?
Lash steps into the ring while Arley steps onto the apron. On the other side of the ring, Dexter starts off for his team while Eric stands on the outside. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING!!!
Thomas Bane: And finally we are off as Lash circles Dexter Duke in our world tag team title match of the evening and I don’t know about you, Alex, but I’m rooting for Arley and Lash to win this match!
Alex Slayer: Why’s that, Thomas?
Thomas Bane: Because in terms of tag team skills, Arley and Lash are very much a couple of talented wrestlers where the Headhunters simply focus on straight up brawling, something that you and I are more than used to in another promotion.
Alex Slayer: Don’t I know it...yeah, it’d be nice to actually wrestle a team that I dunno…*THINKS*?!
The two competitors move in to face each other and lock up. Dexter shoots Lash into the ropes and catches him with an armdrag. Lash quickly gets back up on his feet and gets caught by another armdrag. Dexter catches him with a dropkick, taking him down to the mat. Rieca Alejandro cheers her team on.
Alex Slayer: Dexter showing why he’s the more technical...if such a term can be applied to him..of the Headhunters as he actually executes a picture perfect armdrag duology before finishing it up with a dropkick right to the face of the challenger.
Thomas Bane: Agreed, let’s just hope that this isn’t a sign of things to come for Arley and Lash because the last thing we need to hear is them Dukes gloating over nada.
Trying to keep momentum on his side, Dexter tries to shoot Lash into the ropes again, but this time Lash reverses, connects with a European uppercut that sends Dexter staggering back. Trying to take advantage, Lash shoots Dexter into his corner and charges in with another European uppercut. He tags in Arley.
Arley steps into the ring, pulling Dexter out of the corner with an armbar, wrenching it in. Dexter manages to flip himself out of the armbar, taking Arley down. She quickly gets to her feet, only to get taken down by a dropkick from Dexter, who tries to make it to his corner. Arley is able to get Dexter with a double knee backbreaker before he can make the tag and quickly goes for the cover.
Slayer/Bane: (clapping in unison) COME ON Arley!!!!
One…
Two…kick out!
Thomas Bane: Damn it!
Alex Slayer: Pretty impressive set there between the two wrestlers, especially with Arley coming so close to winning the match for her team.
Back inside the ring, Arley attempts a seated armbar, but Dexter is able to get to his feet and shoots Arley into the ropes, catching her with a hurricanrana and hooks the legs.
One…
Two…kick out!
Thomas Bane: *fake snoring*
Alex Slayer: Come on, Thomas. At least Arley and Lash are trying to put on a match! It’s not their fault that they have a horrendous team as a counterpoint.
Thomas Bane: Eh, I’ll give you that much and to be fair, Arley’s attempt at a seated armbar was a very well founded attempt to counter Dexter's power, height, and weight advantage.
Dexter manages to get back to his feet before shooting Arley into the ropes, but she reverses and shoots the ropes. Both competitors seem to be attempting the same maneuver and crash into each other, taking them both down on the mat. Eric stands on the apron, cheering his brother and teammate on. Both competitors move to their corners, their partners reaching for the tag. The crowd boos as Eric gets the tag. Arley tags in Lash, who charges into the ring, but gets hit with a flying forearm. Arley tries to get back into the ring, only to be caught by an Irish whip and a flying forearm smash.
Alex Slayer: ….Okay, I’ll admit that was pretty cool.
Thomas Bane: Another impressive sequence from both teams, but personally I do believe that the Headhunters are trying to show off to Alex and I while they seem to be taking their time in this match as opposed to actually wrestling.
Stepping out onto the apron, Eric slingshots over the top rope and hits Lash with a legdrop. He rolls him over for a cover.
One…
Two…kick out!
Alex Slayer: A pretty smooth slingshot guillotine legdrop by Eric onto Lash for a near pinfall attempt.
Thomas Bane: Pretty well executed, but I can still do that move better...so can Belmont when he’s not trying to be all flippy showy off for the ladies.
Alex Slayer: Not my fault the boss man hired a pretty boy there, Thomas.
Thomas Bane: I know, Alex, I know. But still a pretty smooth move there.
Eric tries to keep the momentum going, lifting Lash off the mat, only to get caught with a jawbreaker. As Eric gets back to his feet, Lash connects with a crescendo kick, knocking him back down. Lash hooks the leg as he goes for the cover.
One…
Two…shoulder up!
Thomas Bane: And Arley and Lash are starting to mount a very effective comeback right when it looked like they were about to eat defeat at the hands of our current champions, ladies and gentlemen, but it looks like Arley and Lash might actually have this one in the bag!!
Alex Slayer: I can honestly hope that they do because I do enjoy wrestling teams that actually have an IQ higher than that of a jar of warm mayo and Arley and Lash seem very intelligent to me, Thomas!
Getting back to her feet, Lash signals that he is about to end this. As Eric gets to his feet, Lash attempts Bury-Go-Round (Berkocet), but Eric is able to block the attempt and toss him off. He shoots Lash into the ropes, where Arley makes a blind tag. Eric catches Lash with a hurricanrana and hooks the legs as he attempts a pin! Lash kicks out and Arley catches Eric with a swinging neckbreaker. The Number One Contenders attempt to double team Eric, shooting him into the corner and starting in on him. Dexter charges into the ring and pulls Lash off Eric, taking him out of the ring, and taking himself out with him.
Thomas Bane: Come on Arley, don’t get fucking cocky!! Just get in there and finish the right bastard off before they get a chance to regroup!!
Alex Slayer: You can do eet!!!
Sensing victory at hand, Arley attempts to set up AK-95 (cartwheel cravate driver), but Eric is able to block the attempt and shoots her into the ropes just as Dexter slides back in. The Champs catch Arley with Adios Mothafucca! (AMF!) - (Eric hits a wheelbarrow suplex while Dexter adds a sitout rear mat slam to drive an opponent's head into the mat).
Eric makes the cover as Dexter counts along with the referee.
One…
Two…
Dexter manages to keep Lash out of the ring, stopping him from breaking the pin.
Three!
Alex Slayer: god-*DAMN* IT!!
Thomas Bane: Well it is a pretty solid tactic to help one’s partner. I mean look at what we did over at the last WWH pay per view against Hanson’s two psycho chefs.
Alex Slayer: Still, I would’ve loved to have seen Arley and Lash kick their damned asses, Thomas!!
Eric rolls off of Arley. Dexter helps him to his feet and the referee raises their arms.
Torres: Here are you winners…AND STILL the 1WM Tag Team Champions...Eric and Dexter…The Headhunters!
Lash pulls Arley out of the ring.
Alex Slayer: Want to run in and attack Eric and Dexter?
Thomas Bane: I thought you’d never ask!
From behind, The Shinigami Foundation slides into the ring and attack Eric and Dexter. Taj and America manage to take their spots back at the commentary’s table.
Taj: And here we go!
As Eric and Dexter meet Thomas and Alex coming in, Lash and Arley watch before just walking away, shaking their heads in disgust. As they walk up the aisle, the Fallen Angels jump the rail and dive into the ring, wading into the fight with both the Headhunters and Shinigami Foundation. All six start exchanging shots.
Taj: Goodness gracious, the fighting is going crazy!
America: With the growing hatred between them all, what do you expect?
As the teams’ fights rage on, security rushes in and tries to pull the teams apart. The wrestlers all start to turn and fight security, a second and then a third wave of security personnel rushes in and finally manages to drag all six wrestlers away from each other. As they struggle to get free, the crowd starts chanting.
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!!
Security personnel drags all of them backstage as the crowd continues to chant for the brawl they all want.
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!!”
Taj: These teams are going to kill each other!
America: We should be so lucky!
The scene cuts in on Victoria Salinas backstage as she prepares to make her final statement before the biggest match of her 1WM career to date. Again, she is not showing any signs of nervousness at all. Her body language is as positive and as confident as it has ever been. There is definitely no worries, or fear or concern that are going through her as she begins to express her thoughts.
Victoria Salinas: This match tonight is definitely going to be huge. Unfortunately, only one competitor in the main event has bothered to go out and publicize herself and to go out and promote this match in the best way that she can and it definitely hasn’t been the world champion. I know that doesn’t mean much if anything in regards to how the outcome of the match is going to go, but what it does show is that Jenni Drew DOES see me as just another challenger. She DOES see me as someone that isn’t a big deal to her. She figured that she is going to face someone like me and that she is easily going to win and move on to the next thing. The fact of the matter is, if she wants to play it like that, then it’s her own downfall and her own fault. I turned that camera on and I expressed my thoughts. I went on Legendary and I poured my heart out in the center of the ring. Where was Jenni? I sure as heck didn’t see her anywhere. Did she even bother to come out and confront me? No. Because to her, I’m just another day in the office. To her, I am no big deal at all. She has said, in the rare times she has even put herself out there as far as this match is concerned, that she respects what I’ve overcome.
But does she? She’s pulling the classic “you are good at this, BUT” backhanded compliment nonsense.
When I first came to 1WM, I didn’t know what to expect. I know that this is a company that typically has plenty of people chomping at the bit, ready to sign on that dotted line. Before and since I signed with this company, plenty of people have attempted to apply their trade and to be BLUNTLY HONEST, more than half of the new wrestlers that have signed on the dotted line in 2021 have been failures because they never had the initiative to last and to put in the hard work and dedication to succeed here. I am talking about people like Leroy Marks, people like Greta Nyx, people like Katrina Culpepper… just to name a few of them. I joined this company around the same time those names I just mentioned did. But I’m still here. I admit that I was a little scared when I first got here and that I was worried about joining a new company after the last one I was in ended in disaster, but I have not only survived and grown in this company, I have THRIVED in it. Beating Coda, Molly and Ursula TRULY went a hell of a long way because it was those three victories that made me a contender.
Jenni, you may want to think that I am going to be some fly by night, one and done challenger. You’ll think that and you dismiss me because the truth of the matter is that you worry about me. You’re afraid to even acknowledge me more than just the token mention. But I have NEVER, EVER been a fly by night challenger in ANY wrestling company I’ve gotten a truly fair shake in. I’m going to keep chasing and I am going to keep coming back no matter WHAT happens tonight. This company is where I know that I have proven what I am capable of. The competition was going to be difficult, but I’ve passed every test thrown in front of me with flying colors. You should’ve seen it coming the moment that I got that huge win in just my second one on one match in this company over a man that would eventually become the Glory Champion. But you didn’t.
You’ve had blinders on since you’ve won that title. You don’t stand for being a rebel to the status quo. You ARE the status quo. You are EVERYTHING that you claim to rebel against. But you know something, Jenni? That’s why people like me exist in this business: to dethrone people like you… people that are cowards that hide behind their hand picked posse because they can’t defend their championship like a true champion would. This whole disgrace that you call a world championship reign has lasted long enough Jenni.
It’s time to put a stop to this bullshit and win my 7th world championship! I may not necessarily shock the world tonight, Jenni. But tonight? The most shocked one of all WILL be you as your little egotistical, self-built, fragile fiefdom falls apart at my hands.
Victoria maintains her intensity as she walks out of the locker room. Her confidence does not waver a bit as the scene fades out.
The Legendary World Domination International Tour Continues
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Live from the Coca-Cola Arena in Dubai, United Arab Emirates
Streaming November 15th, 2021[/center]
Main Event
1WM World Heavyweight Championship Match
“Unbreakable” Victoria Salinas vs. “The Rebel Queen” Jenn Drew[/center]
Torres: The following is the LEGENDARY TWENTY-ONE MAIN EVENT MATCH!
The crowd explodes into cheers.
Torres: It is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
“Whatever it Takes” by Imagine Dragons play as Victoria Salinas makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada….weighing in one hundred and thirty-two pounds….standing at a height of five feet seven inches...she is the challenger….she is Unbreakable….VICTORIIIIIAAAAA SALINAAAASSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
“Marionette” by Flyleaf plays as Jenn Drew makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Manchester, England….weighing in at one hundred and eight pounds….standing at a height of five feet….representing one half of the Seoul Queens….she is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….she is the Rebel Queen….JENNNNNNNN DREEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Without warning, Victoria suddenly starts to unload on Jenn with several martial arts strikes, catching the World Champ off-guard. Jenn manages to cover up a bit in the corner, forcing the referee to break the two apart. Jenn seems a bit shocked by this sudden outburst.
Taj: Victoria has just unloaded on Jenn. She definitely did not see that coming.
America: She’s looking to make a statement in 1WM on top of winning the World Heavyweight Championship!
Victoria listens to the referee, backing away, then going back in and connecting with several more strikes. The referee forces Victoria back, allowing Jenn to finally get out of the corner and lock up with Victoria. Jenn pulls her into a standing side headlock and flips her on her back. The referee moves into position to count, but Victoria is able to get a shoulder up to break a pin attempt.
Taj: Jenn trying to slow the match down a little.
America: Hey, if Victoria can't move, she can’t kick and Jenn has a chance to win.
Jenn manages to keep the hold on as Victoria manages to get herself to her feet. Jenn manages to spin herself behind Victoria, hoisting her up with a German suplex, and rolls through, connecting with another, and does it again and again and again! As Victoria rolls over, getting to her knees, Jenn connects with a flying knee! The Champ goes for a cover.
One…
Two...kick out!
Taj: Jenn trying to end this quickly.
America: It's a good plan.
Jenn looks at the referee, a bit surprised she didn't manage the win then. She gets to her feet, moving to the corner, and waiting for Victoria to get to her feet. Jenn charges in, but gets nailed with a thrust kick by Victoria, taking the Champ down. Jenn gets back to her feet, but Victoria meets her with a series of kicks and then drops her with a roundhouse kick. Victoria covers, but Jenn immediately kicks out.
Taj: And there are those powerful kicks of Victoria Salinas.
America: She may not look like it, but she can hit hard.
Unbreakable gets to her feet and connects with a leg drop. She quickly gets back to her feet and attempts a standing moonsault, but Jenn gets the knees up! Jenn tries to lock in a kimura lock, but Victoria is able to counter out of it and shoots Jenn into the corner. Victoria charges in, connecting with a running to the face. She pulls Jenn out of the corner, trying to set up a straightjacket neckbreaker slam, but Jenn manages to throw a few forearms and put Victoria in the corner. Jenn lifts Victoria up and attempts a superplex.
Victoria tries to fight off the superplex attempt, knocking Jenn off the top rope and down to the mat. She pulls herself up and turns around, throwing caution to the wind with a moonsault! At the last moment, Jenn rolls out of the way, causing Victoria to land hard on the mat! Victoria slowly gets to her feet, but Jenn meets her with a spinning backfist!.
Taj: That may have knocked out a tooth!
America: Jenn ain’t the World Champ for nothing!
Rather than let Victoria hit the mat, Jenn keeps her attack up, shooting her into the corner. She picks Victoria up and puts her on the top rope before connecting with superplex. Jenn grabs the leg in a pin attempt but Victoria is able to get the shoulder up before the referee can count much to Jenn’s shock.
Taj: You cannot count Victoria out at any point in a match. She has a lot of heart.
America: It's where Jenn is going to stab her.
Jenn steps out on the apron, waiting for Victoria to get ot her feet. She manages to get back up, at which point, the Rebel Queen attempts to pull off a move, but it is countered by a spinning heel kick! Victoria rolls Jenn into the middle of the ring and quickly shoots the ropes. The cameras flash as she hits a springboard moonsault! She hooks the leg for a cover.
One…
Two…
THRE...KICK OUT!
Taj: Victoria almost got the win!
America: She can shock a lot of people like that. I admit she's good. Not great, but good.
Victoria manages to get to her feet, waiting for Jenn, as she senses victory at hand. Victoria goes for a standing roundhouse kick as Jenn gets to her feet, but the Champ has the move well scouted and manages to duck. Jenn goes for a standing roundhouse kick of her own, but Victoria ducks. Jenn manages to recover and hoists Victoria up, but Victoria manages to use the momentum to flip the attempt into a hurricanrana! Victoria hooks the leg for a pin attempt.
One…
Two…
THRE... KICK OUT!
Taj: What a series of reversals! What a championship match!
Victoria shoots Jenn into the corner and connects with a kick. Victoria lifts Jenn up to the top rope. Jenn fights back as Victoria tries to set her up for a superplex. The two lose their balance, falling onto the arena floor!
Taj: Jenn and Victoria go crashing to the floor!
America: Daaaamn! They may be hurt!
The referee begins counting as neither competitor is moving.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Victoria and Jenn start to slowly move. Jenn tries using the barricade to get up. Victoria rolls over to her stomach, trying to push up.
Taj: Both competitors trying to get to their feet, to keep this match going, to have a winner. But how much do they have left and how much did that fall take out of them?
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten!
Jenn leans against the barricade. Victoria manages to drag herself up the announce table.
Torres: The referee has ruled this a double count out. As such Jenn Drew retains the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship!
Taj: These two took each other to the limit here tonight! Jenn has proven that she will go the distance to hold onto the championship!
America: I will begrudgingly admit that Victoria, although she’s stuck in the past, she has become the future of 1WM.
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