Post by Cedric Southern on Nov 23, 2023 10:59:13 GMT -8
Recorded 11/08/2023
The Barker Hangar, Santa Monica, California
:::MATCH ONE:::
Upstart Triple Threat
Braddock versus Mark Kelly versus Bojack
The night starts off with one of the most unexpectedly crazy three way brawls that One Wrestle Movement has ever seen. This one is nearly counted out on several occasions as these three end up in the entranceway in their chaos. Bojack manages to knock BRADDOCK out to ringside and catches Kelly with a vicious lariat as he seals the win.
Winner: Bojack
Time: 13:40
:::MATCH TWO:::
Rebecca Maverick versus Ace Sky
This match is a complete contrast to the opener as Maverick manages to take control early on with technical prowess before Ace breaks free with his own and dazzles with his aerial offense. Several nearfalls happen before Maverick catches Ace out of nowhere with her Steel City Stomp and covers him.
Winner: Rebecca Maverick
Time: 11:25
:::MAIN EVENT:::
EIGHT PERSON TAG TEAM MATCH
Sydney Simon & "The Dragon" Travis Levitt & Prince Ryder & "The Suicide Blonde" Arley Kirk
versus
"Daughter of Insanity" Rowena Byrne & The Ninja & Bianca Davis & "Pretty" Ricky Stanton
This main event is loud, messy, and intense, nearly ending indecisively on several occasions. Both Byrne and Davis almost pick up illegal pin victories on Ryder and Levitt before Sydney and Arley get the fans to fever pitch with an aerial clinic. The fans really seem to enjoy it when Ninja, Stanton, Davis and Byrne end up on the outside and are the recipient of an array of dives. Kirk is dragging Ninja up before Ninja catches Kirk with a cruel looking jumping roundhouse. Stanton further terrorises Kirk with sneaky offense before her fiery response of dropkick party forces him to retreat. Stanton distracts the referee as Bianca catches Kirk with a cane shot to the back of the head, knocking her to the mat. The fans BOO again as Ninja is setting up Kirk for her wrap around curbstomp but Travis slides in and catches Ninja with a leg lariat to stop it, right before Byrne tackles Levitt with a thesz press and rains down with her potent strikes. Travis manages to reverse it and they both roll out to the floor as the referee starts to count them out. In the chaos, it's Sydney Simon who catches Ninja with a flying crossbody out of nowhere, and a sharp bridging pin, scoring the victory in the closing moment.
Winners: Sydney Simon & Travis Levitt & Prince Ryder & Arley Kirk
Time: 14:03
Post match Stanton and Davis seem to be yelling at Ninja, yet Byrne had walked off, shaking her head, middle finger in the air. Stanton had tried to follow her, yet was met with a flood of profanities and a very dangerous looking kick from Byrne which only *just* misses shattering his nose.
Travis and Ryder turn to one another as they are celebrating the win. Ryder shoves Travis away. Travis tries to see what the hell is wrong with his friend, ignoring the warning, and Prince Ryder comes back at him with RYDE OF YOUR LIFE! Arley angrily runs in and she eats one for her trouble as well! As the broadcast closes out, Ryder is staring Syd down with a glare that says 'don't even try it'.
As the satisfied fans filed out of the Barker Hangar, 1WM crew members met them, passing out free tickets to the upcoming Glory 30 broadcast on the 15th.
THANK YOU FOR WATCHING THIS RECORDED STREAM.
GLORY THIRTY WILL COMMENCE SHORTLY.
ENJOY THE SHOW
ENJOY THE SHOW
A black executive SUV rolls up to the back entrance of the Barker Hangar. A driver dressed in a black suit and hat steps out and walks around the large vehicle to the back passenger side facing the camera. The driver opens the back passenger door and out steps Dr. Alyssa Knight, D.O. wearing an oversized men's white button-down tied at the waist, black leather leggings, and black Louboutin heels. As Alyssa steps out, she slowly wipes her bottom lip and wets it with her tongue. She sees her reflection in the mirror and digs into her Louboutin purse for her lipstick. She uses the reflection to put on a fire engine red shade on her lips. Alyssa catches the driver staring at her and glares at him.
Dr. Alyssa Knight: See something you like?
The driver tries to feign that he was not staring at the brunette beauty by shaking his head.
Dr. Alyssa Knight: You ought to know better considering...
Alyssa's eyes look back into the vehicle momentarily. The driver nods with the fear of God in him.
Dr. Alyssa Knight: I thought so.
The 1WM Supervising Physician smirks at the driver as she heads for the talent entrance pillared by two SE security officers. At the same time, another, more imposing figure emerges from the vehicle. It's the Samoan God of War Aleki Kekoa. The reigning Tidebreaker Champion steps out and zips up his slacks with an arrogant smirk on his face. He looks at the driver who is sweating under his hat. Aleki goes face-to-face with the driver.
Aleki Kekoa: If you know what's good for you, you'll keep your mouth shut. Capiche?
The driver just nods vehemently as Aleki as he grabs the Tidebreaker Championship from the back seat and shoulders it.
Aleki Kekoa: I thought so.
Aleki catches up with Alyssa and the two face the two security guards. One of the guards speaks up.
Security Guard: Dr. Knight, you are cleared to enter the premises per the General Manager. Unfortunately, Aleki, you are not...
The guard turns to Aleki with bravado tinged with fear as the Tidebreaker Champion tightens up for the confrontation. Alyssa halts the rising tension by putting a hand on Aleki's chest.
Dr. Alyssa Knight: Wait! Aleki is my guest tonight. Either he stays or I go. But if I go, then you can tell Ricky that tonight's Glory will be in violation of the California Athletic Commission's mandate that a supervising physician must be on-site for any sanctioned combat event. Despite his resourcefulness, even Ricky Stanton can't get a contracted physician an hour before showtime. Your choice boys? Or should I call Ricky himself?
The two security guards look at each other with defeated confusion. Alyssa smirks sinisterly as she knows she's won this battle decisively.
Security Guard: Go ahead.
Alyssa saunters into the building with Aleki walking in with a proud smirk on his face. The door closes and you think the scene is over until Mickey "Mouse" Greer steps out of the shadows with a Cheshire cat grin. He speaks to himself audibly.
Mickey Greer: Actually, Dr. Knight, I will be the one informing Mr. Stanton about... certain violations.
Mickey chuckles like the cat who ate the canary as the cameras fade to black.
1WM GLORY XXX
RECORDED LIVE FROM THE BARKER HANGAR IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA
K. McMcBryde: WE’RE HERE AND IT’S TURKEY DAY!!! K. McBryde here with Geno Martinez and welcome to One Wrestle Movement Glory! We’ve got a packed out crowd tonight!
G: I can feel the tension in the air and it’s only getting thicker!!!
K: And it’s getting to crazy levels of tension AND mystery! Here is what we’re talking about from earlier today
The screen cuts to the parking deck where a black limo sits bearing the Superman symbol on the plates, the call sign of 1WM GM Ricky Stanton. Ricky steps out as people boo and he turns back to the limo closing the door and leans in.
PRS: I appreciate you do this. I know throughout the years you’ve always been a good friend though many times I have not but hey, we’re both in bigger places right? And oh yeah (reaches into his pocket and hands the person an envelope) It’s all there. Not a rush, but make that happen today.
The cameras move and see it’s none other than Azurine Vebbins! Head Doe of The Velvet Rabbit! The crowd gasps in shock as she sits in the back of the limo with her briefcase in her lap smiling as Ricky walks into the arena. She motions for the driver to drive as the window motions upward.
K: Well this is obvious he’s working on a 1WM/ Velvet Rabbit Collaboration!
G: They’re working on something but it should be noted years ago Azzy was an employee of Stanton Enterprises, so why now? Why come to 1WM? I guess we’ll find out soon but moving on!
Suddenly the arena lights dim as Brianna Matthews confidently strides toward the ring, her presence demanding attention. The crowd buzzes with anticipation, curious about her newfound role as the manager of Justice Cross.
G: Brianna Matthews coming down ringside right now and apparently she’s got something to say…
Brianna steps into the spotlight, microphone in hand, ready to address the crowd.
Brianna: Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce myself. I am Brianna Matthews, and I am here to represent a force of nature in the world of professional wrestling—Justice Cross.
The crowd's murmurs grow louder, wondering what Brianna has in store. Brianna takes a moment, her eyes scanning the audience, before addressing the controversial suspension Justice Cross has been enduring.
Brianna: Now, many of you are probably wondering about the suspension Justice Cross has been serving. Let me clear the air because, unlike some people, Justice was never handed the full terms of her suspension. She's been putting in the hard work, attending anger management courses, and now, it's time for her to set the record straight.
Brianna's gaze intensifies as she calls Justice Cross, who is sitting front row along with Braddock, into the ring. The crowd roars as Justice approaches, but as she attempts to climb over the barricade, security moves in. Braddock shoves one of the uniformed men. Brianna immediately steps in, her tone cutting through the tension.
Brianna: Hold on just a damn minute! You touch my client, and you'll be dealing with more than just a lawsuit! You think you can manhandle Justice Cross? You'll find out real quick how that ends for you.
Security hesitates, glancing at each other before reluctantly stepping back. Brianna smirks, satisfied with her point made. Meanwhile, in the front row, Braddock, a determined look on his face, starts to step over the security barrier.
Brianna: Braddock, hold your horses! Stand down!
Braddock stops in his tracks, glancing at Brianna who raises an eyebrow, warning him to heed her command. Reluctantly, he halts his advance, the tension palpable.
Brianna: Now, Justice, I'm handing you the mic. It's time to address the mistakes of the past and clear the path for the future. Apologize to American Vaughn for that glass water pitcher incident. And while you're at it, say your piece to Ricky Stanton and Joshua Samson. We're all about making amends, aren't we?
Justice hesitates for a moment, then takes the mic, her expression a mix of defiance and acknowledgment. The crowd watches intently as she issues her apologies.
Justice: America Vaughn, I’m very sorry for how I attacked you. I know it was wrong and I am paying the price for it by being suspended. I would like the chance to be able to personally tell you I am sorry though I’ll probably never be able to do so. And for Ricky and Joshua, this is something I needed to do the other day but haven't yet. I am truly sorry that I told you both to go to hell. I know you three probably won’t accept the apologies, but I’m here apologizing to you in public. It’s my sincere apologies too.
Brianna: That's it, Justice. We're here to turn the page and let the world witness your redemption. Oh, and by the way, I've taken care of the bureaucratic mess. Suspension lifted. Justice Cross is officially back, and this time, nothing will stand in her way.
K: WOW! JUSTICE IS BACK!
G: Welllll and then there’s Stanton….
Brianna and Justice exit the ring, leaving the crowd abuzz with anticipation for what's next. Braddock remains in his seat, eyeing the situation with a blend of frustration and determination, the enigmatic duo making their way backstage, leaving a trail of intrigue and uncertainty in their wake.
The screen static jumps a couple of times for a few seconds before it cuts to a shot of the “Black Phoenix” Raijin Hunter who is standing with Amanda Belnades somewhere backstage, both members of the Foundation are dressed and ready to wrestle.
Raijin: Well tonight is the night that I take my shot at becoming the number one contender to the Glory championship and I will claim it, not just because I’m the only wrestler in this entire match that’s built for blood and glory by the sheer power of my very genetics…but because look at my opponents in this match. I mean yes, Brianna might be the only other person, other than myself, who could win this match, but she’s been more focused on doubling up her work for this company by helping out the wrongly abused Justice Cross as her new manager.
Then we got Silas Jessup, yes he’s got a good arsenal at his disposal but he’s nowhere as good as say Justice Cross, Bianca Davis, or even myself. He is simply a midcard tool who doesn’t understand his proper place in this promotion.
Now as for the so called "Ultra-Violent Demigoddess", I’m only going to address you this one time, so I want you to take the corn cob holders out of your bloody ears and *listen* to the voice of your superiors.
Raijin closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before he opens them again while looking hard directly at the camera.
Raijin: Out of all the wrestlers in this entire match that doesn’t belong would be *you* and *you* alone because you’re not a fucking wrestler, you’re some little fucking bratty, tantrum throwing fucking ring rat who believes that she’s a wrestler just because she can do some little bit of backyard wrestling hardcore bullshit! Now my parents, they fought in *REAL* Deathmatches for *REAL* promotions, unlike you with the only titles that you’ve ever held were bought off of ebay or Etsy for too much money and or favors.
I want you to fully understand and comprehend that if you try any and I do mean *ANY* of that bullshit that you pulled during that fucking farce everybody calls a match against the Foundation’s own Amanda Belnades, then you should be fully expect to never fucking walk again because I will break your fucking kneecaps.
Read my lips and understand my god *DAMN* words, ring rat!!
Do anything in this match other than fucking *WRESTLE* and I will fucking rip your goddamned kneecaps right off of your fucking body gladly because I believe in this company, just like I believe in New Japan Fighting Championship. This is a company that I’m more than willing to defend the fucking honor of and if that means going to jail because I crippled some little know nothing tramp with an attitude problem, then by fucking *GOD* believe me when I say that I will do so gladly.
Raijin then points at the camera.
Raijin: So again, listen to the words of your *SUPERIOR* and yes, Rowena, that is *exactly* what I am to you as is every other actual *wrestler* in this company. You can either fucking wrestle…or you can go fuck off and away.
Either way, the “Black Phoenix” is coming out of the match tonight as your *NEW* number one contender for the Glory championship.
Through blood, fire, smoke, and shards of bone…it’s time for you all to see what my fire will do.
The screen then static jumps out.
Fatal Fourway Match
(Winner Receives Glory Championship Match)
“Daughter of Insanity” Rowena Bryne vs. "The Dark Phoenix" Raijin Hunter vs. Brianna Matthews vs. "Napalm" Silas Jessup
(Winner Receives Glory Championship Match)
“Daughter of Insanity” Rowena Bryne vs. "The Dark Phoenix" Raijin Hunter vs. Brianna Matthews vs. "Napalm" Silas Jessup
The bell rings and the tension is already clear in the air as all four competitors for tonight's four-way know a Glory Championship match awaits the winner. There's a brief pause to let the moment build and then Raijin Hunter sprints out of his corner, charging across and drilling Silas with a stiff forearm right to the jaw! Raijin unleashes some hard elbows and forearms in rapid succession to slump Silas back, while Bryne takes the chance to catch Brie off guard with a charging clothesline of her own, pushing her into the corner and then stomping away with some frenzied feet. Bryne steps on Matthews throat, using the top rope to lean back and add extra pressure on Brie's throat, as the newly minted manager of Justice Cross flails on the ground! Bryne is quickly pulled off as from behind Raijin hooks her waist and arm, and tosses Bryne backwards with a Half Nelson suplex sending her crashing down to the mat!
K: Looks like Brianna may need some security too…
G: This match is vicious!
The Ultra Violent Demi-Goddess bounces on impact, a sick smile crossing her lips as she rests on her knees and just smiles at The Dark Phoenix, waving him back on to keep going. Raijin charges in, and Rowena catches him by bouncing up and clawing at his eyes with a nasty rake! Raijin stumbles from the shot, and Rowena leaps on his back to reach around and claw at his eyes some more, but Raijin tosses her over his shoulder and sends her crashing to the mat. Rowena climbs back up, and is greeted by the John Woo kick sending her crashing into the turnbuckles! Raijin follows up with a charging knee, and then yanks her out of the corner to mount her with some hard right hands, as the Dark Phoenix is showing his anger for Rowena's recent post match attack on Amanda! Rowena manages to roll them both over and fires off some hard rights of her own, before scrambling away from Raijin.
K: Rowena is what happens when you pour water on a cat I would think
G: Rajin is keeping the balance in this match
Unfortunately in a four-way if you have your eyes locked on one opponent, you're not paying attention to the rest and from behind Silas Jessup drills a running kick to Rowena's back. Jessup follows up with a second and third kick, before shoving Rowena to the mat and covering her.
One....
T…Raijin yanks Jessup off!
Now the Dark Phoenix and Napalm are unloading with right hands and chops to each other, each man determined to make the most of the opportunity. Silas finally blocks a right hand and unleashes a European Uppercut to stumble Raijin back....and is suddenly rolled backwards by Brie Matthews with a schoolboy!
One…
Two…Jessup manages to kick out!
Brie bounds back to her feet, but is caught herself as Raijin leaps up and rolls her back with a crucifix!
One…
Tw…Brie manages to kick out!
Raijin rolls back to his feet, and now its his turn as Silas catches him with a backslide!
One....
Tw…Hunter kicks out!
Both men scramble back to their feet, only for Rowena to catch Jessup with a school girl while Brianna lands a victory roll on Raijin. The referee drops between them and slaps the mat.
One...
Two…
T…Both men kick out!
All four roll to their feet, and Silas quickly fires off a superkick to catch Rowena and send her back to the mat, while Raijin lands a Maverick Crash right on Brianna's jaw!
K: Everyone is on their feet!!!
G: These folks are putting on a hell of match tonight but there can be only one!!!!
Silas is quicker to turn around, and as Raijin turns to face him, Silas lands a quick series of thigh and chest kicks to stumble the Dark Phoenix. Gripping Raijin by his arm, he whips him into the ropes, bending down for a Back Body Drop, but Raijin slams on the brakes and kicks Silas hard to pop him back up. Raijin then turns to charge the ropes again, but Silas follows him in and clothelines him right over the top, sending him crashing to ringside! Silas sizes up Raijin as Hunter climbs back to his feet.....and is greeted by a flying Napalm, as he crashes down with a Slingshot Crossbody! Both men are slow to their feet, but once they have risen completely they are a perfect landing zone as Brie Matthews comes flying right over the top rope with a plancha to wipe both men out!
The crowd is on their feet now, as all three slowly climb up, and inside the ring Rowena sizes her targets, charges, and then forgoes all logic and just dives through the ropes, crashing into the pile with a true suicide dive!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
There's a long few moments of cheers at that, but Rowena is the least affected of the three as she slowly climbs up, gripping Brie by her long red locks and tossing her back into the ring. Rowena slinks in behind her, a wicked gleam in her eyes and as Brie pushes her to her feet, Rowena spins her around and hooks her head, looking for the Visions Of Insanity....but Brie spins out of it, hooks Rowena's head, and drops her with a Reverse STO! Brie quickly moves to cover Rowena and the ref hits the mat.
One...
Two…
TH…Silas Jessup crashes down to break the count!
K: Brie nearly had it that time!!!
Napalm is, ahem, all fired up as he flails away with some stiff rights to Brianna, before he bounces off, and sizes up his target. Waving at her to groggily rise, the moment Brianna is on her feet she stumbles to face Jessup, and catches a knee right in the jaw from the Total Devastation! Jessup drops atop Brianna, reaching to hook both her legs as the referee slides into place.
One...
Two...
TH…Raijin yanks Silas off the cover!
G: Again Rajin is showing why he is providing balance to this match!
Both men scramble to their feet, Jessup charging in and leaping for another Total Devastation, but Raijin blocks it and shoves Jessup back. Raijin takes his moment to roll behind the stunned Napalm, and then grabs one of Jessup's wrists from behind! With a roar he spins Jessup around and drills him with the Tornado Spike! Raijin takes a few steps from the impact, before turning to drop down and cover Silas as the referee counts.
One...
Two...
THRE…Rowena Bryne comes crashing down with a shot to the back of Raijin's head!
G: ROWENA WONT’ GO QUIETLY INTO THE NIGHT!
K: She is trying to show the reason why she’s here!
G: It’s obvious! Look at that that last stop!
The Ultra-Violent War Goddess is almost gleeful as she rises to her feet, twirling the timekeepers hammer between her fingers! Raijin turns....and catches a shot right between the eyes!
K: Are you kidding me…REALLY?
Rowena drops down to cover Raijin. The referee makes the count.
One...
Two...
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match and receiving a Glory Championship match opportunity..…Rowena Bryne!!!!
Rowena gets her hand raised by the Ref when outta nowhere a man in a hood slides into the ring and clocks Rowena from behind! She falls hard as the hooded figure is revealed to be RICKY STANTON!!!
K: IT’S THE BOSS!!!!!
G: He is sending a message obviously!!!
Stanton stands over her and raises his Glory Championship. He then heads out the ring up the ramp with his Security.
The scene opens backstage to the doors of the communal locker room. The immaculately tailor suited Joshua Samson, Esq. walks into the frame. THE Executive Representative is holding two bottles of cognac in either hand. He suspiciously looks right and left before walking into the locker room.
K: Josh is obviously enjoying himself .
G: To say the least…
The scene opens at a very traditional Thanksgiving dinner, with a family of four sitting around a table, having just finished saying grace and are ready to enjoy the delicious meal prepared by the mother of the household. The four consist of a father, a son looking to be about 10 years old, a girl looking to be about 8 and the mother. The little girl reaches for a potato roll, but her dad smack’s her hand away, not in a friendly, playful way, but in a harsh manner that makes her hold her hand in pain and her eyes to get teared up.
Father: Not yet, we need to say what we are thankful for, first.
The mother sits down, oblivious to what just happened. The boy saw it, but he sits there quietly, looking down.
Father: Since you want to be the first to eat, how about you are the first to tell us what you are thankful for?
The little girl thinks hard, and fidgets with her light blue dress and then taps her feet together.
Father: Come on now, we don’t have all day. What do you have to be thankful for?
The little girl is clearly struggling with what to say and the father gets frustrated, slapping the table causing everyone around the table to jump.
Father: You will say what you are thankful for RIGHT NOW!
The little girl goes still and then cracks her neck in the most disturbing way. Her eyes twitch a bit and then turns slowly to face her father.
Daugther: No.
Father: No?
Daughter: No!
Father: How dare you, no what?!
Daughter: There will be no thanks given!
Father: What did you s-
But before the father can finish that sentence, the daughter has reached for the carving knife and drives it in his throat! Blood explodes everywhere, splashing all three of them. The little girl pulls it out and then begins to stab him repeatedly on his chest!
Daughter: NO THANKS GIVEN! NO THANKS GIVEN!
The room begins to spin around, as if being picked up by a tornado, picking up speed with each cycle. The screams from the little girl change to something else, other words, being spoken by a much older man, one we all know too well.
RELEASE ME! RELEASE ME!
The room stops spinning and now we’re in a completely different setting, Douglas Crane sits on a metal folding each with a folding table in front of him with 3 other chairs around it, but empty. He wears his butcher’s apron, and it is splattered with blood, which appears to be very fresh. In his hand he holds, not a knife but a cleaver which he drops on the table. He turns towards the camera and speaks in the tone we familiarize with The Grappler persona.
Crane: No thanks given… No thanks taken… In exactly two weeks, One Wrestle Movement will not be thanking me for what we will do to “The Dragon” and I will not take any thanks for giving everyone one of the best matches they will ever see… I don’t wrestle for the likes or the follows or the retweets or the Klout… I wrestle for one reason and one reason only, to win championships… My first opportunity, my first real opportunity comes in this tournament… No, that battle royal a few months ago does not count. This is my first chance at some gold and we will not let it slip through my fingers… No, we will not thank 1WM for the opportunity… No I will not thank any of my opponents for being great competitors and giving us a great match and no, I will not be receiving thanks for showing mercy to my opponents because we will show none.
Dragon, you talk a good game… But the problem is that so does everyone else… I will be the first to admit that everyone in 1WM can probably cut a better promo than me… But I will also be the first to say that inside that ring, no one, absolutely no one is better than us. You will try to put a ‘spanner’ in my plans, you will try to end our run in this tournament, and you may think that you are the one to set us free. Oliver Black was close at doing this, but he was a dark tortured soul like us… You on the other hand though, please, the only thing special about you is nothing… Much like dragons, you’re a mystical being that doesn’t really exist. You winning this title is just like you believing you are a dragon, a figment of your imagination. Douglas Crane is the real thing… He doesn’t come from fairy tales but from the real world… and the real world is hard and dark and evil and full of nightmares… You can thank me if you want, after our match, if you are able to walk under your own free will… You can thank me if you want, for allowing you to live another day of your pathetic life so you can continue to try to be a wrestler… But I will not give thanks until the goal is reached, and that’s not reaching the finals of this tournament, but winning it… Winning the Pride of 1WM championship and even then, I will only have myself to thank.
Glory Championship Match
Four Person Over the Top Rope Battle Royale
Madori vs. Red Rocket Kid vs. Captain All-Star vs. "Pretty" Ricky Stanton ©
Four Person Over the Top Rope Battle Royale
Madori vs. Red Rocket Kid vs. Captain All-Star vs. "Pretty" Ricky Stanton ©
Torres: The following is a FOUR PERSON OVER THE TOP ROPE BATTLE ROYALE for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP!!
”Black wind, fire and steel” by Manowar blares through the arena as Red Rocket Kid bursts through the curtains in full sprint but immediately runs out of gas, out of breath.
Torres: Eventually making his way to the ring hailing from BBWNQKAIS, BAGWAGQIA….weighing in at a weight of two hundred and eighty pounds…standing at a height of six feet four inches….he is REEEEDDDDD ROCKEEEETTTT KIIIIIDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!
K: Red Rocket here looking to make a name in 1WM
”Let's get fucked up” by Smut Peddlers begins to play to introduce Madoria but after several minutes the Japanese woman makes no appearance on the stage.
G: Ok….sooooooo where is Madoria?
K: Who knows…catering getting tipsy?
G: Doubt that considering this grand opportunity
Captain All-Star strides out from backstage as soon as "All Star" by Smashmouth hits and briefly poses atop the entrance ramp before striding down towards the ring and entering.
Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from The Realm of Power….weighing in a ta weight of two hundred and twenty-six pounds…standing at a height of six feet two inches….he is CAPTAIIIIINNNNN ALLLLLL-STAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
K: Captain Allllllll Starrrrrrrrrrrrr (laughs) Ok, this guy is huge as hell
G: The big guy is waiting and is ready to do some damage! They say here he lettered in every sport in High School….impressive…
The lights go out and the Black Superman logo is shown on the big screen with AC DC's "Back in Black" blasting over the speakers. Just then "Pretty" Ricky Stanton comes out to the ramp and stands there.
”Back in black, I hit the sack
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose from the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I'm just looking at the sky 'cause it's getting me high
Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die
I got nine lives, cat's eyes
Abusing every one of them and running wild
'Cause I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black, oh”
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose from the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I'm just looking at the sky 'cause it's getting me high
Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die
I got nine lives, cat's eyes
Abusing every one of them and running wild
'Cause I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black, oh”
Ricky smiles as he begins walking down the ramp towards the ring. He steps into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle and smirks at the crowd as the music fades.
G: HERE HE IS!! THE MAN OF THE HOUR!!! THE MOST HATED MAN IN ONE WRESTLE MOVEMENT’S HISTORY! Ricky Stanton, Pretty Boy, “The House,” The Boss, whatever you call him add to it GLORY Champion!!!
K: INDEED! Ricky has been making the best moves all year! First Major Title Defense! Here we go!
Suddenly the opening of "King" blare into the arena, the lights go out and a spotlight shines in the entrance. The Samoan God of War stands in the light with his head lowered for a few moments while taking in the mixed crowd reaction. He then looks up to the heavens with outstretched arms as the song lyrics say “I am king.” As the ring announcer begins their introduction, the Samoan War Machine starts down the entrance ramp.
Torres: On his way to the ring, from Long Beach, California, standing at six foot four and weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty-five pounds... he is the Samoan God of War... ALEKKKKIIIIII KEKOOOOAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Ricky looks up at the ramp and is yelling crazy as the Ref is telling him AK is in the match! Ricky is yelling for him NOT to be in this match! The official calls for the bell and the 4-man battle royale is officially on!
DING DING DING!!!
The Tidebreaker Champion grins sinisterly at the still shocked interim Glory Champion. Before the interim champion can devise a battle plan, Aleki rushes Ricky and unloads with vicious lefts and rights. The crowd goes nuts! Captain All-Star and Red Rocket Kid also meet up and exchange punches. Aleki gets the upper hand on Ricky who pokes Aleki in the eye then slips out of the ring between the ropes. Aleki shakes it off and follows Ricky outside.
Torres: Since both Kekoa and Stanton exited the ring between the ropes and not over the top rope, they are still in the match!
K: SOMETHING IS WRONG!!!! THIS ISN’T SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPENING! WHERE IS THE OTHER PERSON!!!
G: HOLD THAT THOUGHT K I got some footage we all need to see!
The camera cuts to Madoria backstage in the communal lockerroom. Madoria is seemingly passed out on a bench, two empty cognac bottles on the floor near her.
K: I wonder if…
G: No! He couldn’t have!
Outside the ring, Aleki unloads another bomb to Ricky’s head that dazes him. The Tidebreaker Champion then grabs the interim Glory Champion’s head and smashes in on the apron! In the ring, Captain All-Star performs a neckbreaker on Red Rocket Kid who writhes in pain on the mat. He then sees an opportunity to join the battle outside and goes after Aleki after stepping through the ropes. The captain grabs Aleki by his long hair and then rams him into the steel post! Ricky sees an opportunity to distance himself from Aleki so he slides back into the ring but is met by a recovered Red Rocket Kid. Red Rocket Kid stomps on Ricky as he tries to get up.
K: MY GOD! EVERYONE WANTS A PIECE OF STANTON!
Outside the ring, Captain All-Star has thrown Aleki onto the barricade. As the Tidebreaker Champion painfully rebounds from the steel barricade, Captain All-Star goes for a spear which Aleki dodges and Captain All-Star instead hits the barricade! The captain slumps to the ground where Aleki grabs him by the mask and rolls him into the ring. Aleki slides in behind the captain and lifts him to his feet. He Irish whips him into a corner with a ring shaking thud! Aleki follows it up with lariat in the corner.
On the other side of the ring, Red Rocket Ring has the interim Glory Champion in a headlock. Ricky pushes him into the same corner as Captain All-Star who gets sandwiched between Red Rocket Kid and the turnbuckles! As Red Rocket Kid stumbles around Ricky uses the momentum to pick up the Red Rocket Kid and swing him through and down with his F-5 Rainmaker finisher!
K: F-5 Rainmaker!
G: Stanton is getting his ground now!!!
Red Rocket Kid bounces on the mat stomach-first before laying still in the middle of the ring. Ricky drags him up by the hair and has a few choice words for him before unceremoniously tossing the Red Rocket Kid over the top rope!
Torres: Red Rocket Kid is eliminated!
While Ricky jaws with some of the fans over his elimination of the Red Rocket Kid. Captain All-Star comes from behind and tosses Ricky over the top rope! However, Ricky has the presence of mind to hold onto the ropes. Captain All-Star celebrates in the middle of the ring but doesn’t see that he didn’t finish the job! Out of nowhere, the captain is nearly broken in two as Aleki hits an angry spear! Captain All-Star writhes in pain like a runover pedestrian!
K: Stanton showing why he is the Champion here!
Aleki screams out to the crowd as Ricky steps back into the ring, hoping to surprise the Tidebreaker Champion. Just as Ricky is about to sneak attack Aleki from behind, the Tidebreaker Champion catches the interim Glory Champion in the act! Aleki has his own choice words for Ricky who then grabs Captain All-Star and whips him towards Aleki while he slides out of the ring through the bottom rope! The crowd boos Ricky who points to his head and grins.
G: Ricky knows all the tricks. AK has to know this by now…
Aleki has Captain All-Star in his clutches and drills him with his My Divine Right (over-the-shoulder reverse piledriver)! Aleki grabs the captain by his mask and easily tosses him over the top rope.
Torres: Captain All-Star has been eliminated!
Ricky sees another opportunity to sneak back into the ring as Aleki eliminates Captain All-Star. While Aleki jawjacks with some of the fans, Ricky slithers into the ring and chop blocks Aleki’s surgically repaired knee from behind that he injured during Aleki’s World Heavyweight Championship match against Ya Girl Q. Aleki screams in pain and falls to the mat holding his knee. Ricky stomps on Aleki’s knee mercilessly. Ever the opportunist, Ricky then concentrates his attack on the knee with stomps, wrenches, and finally a figure four leglock.
Ricky (yelling at AK): “YOU LIKE THAT DOG BOY! YOU LIKE THAT KNEE! YOU BROKEN GI JOE ACTION FIGURE! YOU’RE NO GOD! YOU’RE NO ONE’S HERO!!!
Ricky yells to the crowd that he thinks he heard something pop in Aleki’s knee!
G: There is no pin or submission in the match so Ricky is allowed to use every dirty move to destroy Aleki’s knee.
The official tells Ricky to have some mercy on Aleki but Ricky is like a shark with blood. Finally the official tells Ricky that if he incapacitates Aleki’s knee he won’t be able to toss him over the top rope. Ricky has enough of a moment of clarity to see the official’s logic but he’s not done torturing Aleki. The interim Glory Champion releases the figure four.
Ricky motions for a microphone and looks down at AK as he looks frustrated
PRS: I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU DID THIS! But you were NOT ON THIS CARD AK!!!! YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE! YOU RUINED GREAT OPPORTUNITIES FOR OTHERS AND I’M PISSED OFF!!!! YOU THINK YOU’RE SO SMART! YOU THINK YOU’RE SO BEYOND THE HOUSE! BUT THE HOUSE ALWAYS (Stomps on his knee) WINS!!! YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO BE IN THIS MATCH AND YOU WILL PAY NOW!!!!
Aleki gets to the corner and tries to use the ropes to get to a vertical base. As soon as he does, Ricky rushes him and delivers an on-point power clothesline. Aleki stumbles out of the corner, half-conscious. He walks right into Ricky’s clutches who grabs a handful of hair and puts Aleki into position for his Pretty Boy Drop (reverse DDT)!
K: Ricky REALLY does NOT like AK at all but he does have a point…I mean, who authorized this???
Ricky talks shit to anyone who will listen before he viciously plants Aleki in the middle of the ring. Ricky pops up and wipes his hands clean, indicating that Aleki is done. He grabs Aleki by the hair and pulls him up with disdain. He yells at the semi-conscious Tidebreaker Champion as he prepares to toss Aleki over the top rope by his hair. Ricky gains speed to eliminate Aleki when Aleki’s knee buckles and he crashes to the mat! The force of Ricky’s whip actually rips some hair from Aleki’s head!
G: SWEET BISCUITS TURKEY AND ALL THE TRIMMINGS!!!!!
Ricky is astonished by the strands of hair in his hands that he doesn’t see Aleki hop up on one leg and use whatever strength he has left to grab Ricky from behind and toss him over the top rope! Ricky hits the floor. Aleki crumbles to the mat holding his leg. The crowd goes apeshit! The official calls for the bell!
Torres: The winner of this battle royale…AND NEW Glory Champion…Aleki Kekoa!!!!
K: WAIT!!!! NO!!!!!
G: OH MY GOD!!!
Ricky holds his head in shock as he gets back in the ring to take the mic!
PRS: NO! THIS IS NOT RIGHT! I HAD TO DEFEND MYSELF! I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO FIGHT THIS MAD MAN! HE SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN IN THIS MATCHUP!!!!! WE ALL KNOW THIS!!!!
Ricky drops the mic and rolls back out the ring as he goes back down to AK and goes back to work beating on him. Suddenly Justice Cross comes running down but is blocked off by SE Guards! Braddock is in tow and runs everyone over!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The crowd loses it as Stanton sees them coming and spears Justice!!! Braddock gets Stanton up and hurls him into the fencing and Stanton goes down hard! More SE Goons come and chop block Braddock! Stanton gets to his feet and wipes the blood from his mouth and the two go at again! Stanton pushes Braddock into the next fence and punches away! Both men cannot be separated as Stanton hurls Braddock but Braddock reverses it and Stanton is caught by his Goons!
K: All hell is broken loose!
Everyone restores order as Stanton is escorted backstage calling AK a Thief and shouting this isn’t over!! Justice and Braddock go down to help AK to his feet and AK holds up THE ORIGINAL Glory Championship as Justice looks up at it and then looks at him.
Streaming LIVE December 30th, 2023 from the Crypto.com Arena in Los Angeles, California
1WM World Heavyweight Championship Match
No Disqualification Match
Kelli Saint vs. "Ya Girl" Q ©
No Disqualification Match
Kelli Saint vs. "Ya Girl" Q ©
Torres: The following is the GLORY THIRTY MAIN EVENNNNNNTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!
The Barker Hangar explodes with cheers.
Torres: It is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
The sound of random vehicles crashing into an immovable object plays strongly over the speaker system. The sights of buildings crumbling in the wake of a giant earthquake appear on the tron. The lights suddenly shoot to blackness and Kelli Saint appears in the center of the ring when the lights come up, sizing up her prey, preparing for the start of the match.
Torres: Already in the ring hailing from Los Angeles, California…..weighing in at a weight of one hundred and fifty-seven pounds….standing at a height of five feet seven inches….she is the challenger….KELLLLLLIIIIIII SAINNNNNNTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
K: Well after that chaos, we’re back in action but Stanton got robbed
G: If it’s not over, I’m sure we’re going to hear about it!
“Believer” by Imagine Dragons blares through the sound system of the Barker Hangar as “Ya Girl” Q, World Heavyweight Championship title belt around her waist, makes her way down to the ring to a mixture of cheers and jeers.
Torres: And coming to the ring hailing from Chicago, Illinois….weighing in at a weight of one hundred and twenty-eight pounds….standing at a height of five feet two inches….representing the Samson Family….she is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….she is Ya Girl….QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
G: SHE SAYS SHE’S HER OWN PERSON, NOTHING LIKE HER PREDECESSOR AND SHE’S RIGHT! SHE’S A CHAMPION!
K: Well Ricky taught her everything she knows but whatever…
DING DING DING!!!
The bell sounds, signaling the start of the match. Both women eye each other from across the ring, looking for an opening. Suddenly Kelli runs at Q, sliding underneath her legs. Q turns around and Kelli chops her across the chest!
Crowd: WOOOO!!!
Kelli pulls back and delivers another chop!
Crowd: WOOOO!!!!!
Kelli runs and bounces off the ropes and Q takes her down with a back elbow. Kelli climbs to her feet. Q runs at her, but Kelli backs up, leading Q to the ropes and then pulling the top one down, sending Q over the top rope! Q hangs on over, catching herself on the apron. Kelli turns around, sees this, and immediately goes to hit Q with a right hand. Q blocks it and grabs Kelli by the head. She goes to ram Kelli’s head into the top turnbuckle, but Kelli puts her foot up to block it, grabs Q by the head, and rams Q’s head into the turnbuckle, sending Q off the apron onto the floor! Kelli steps out onto the apron, but Q grabs her by the leg and unceremoniously brings Kelli down to the floor, who lands with a thud! Kelli goes to sit up but Q kicks Kelli in the head, sending her back down.
G: This match is already starting off at the top of the intensity ladder!
Q brings Kelli to her feet and lifts her into a suplex position, but instead throws Kelli stomach first onto the barricade! Q then climbs up onto the apron as Kelli remains hanging on the barricade. Q leaps off, looking for an elbow to Kelli’s back but Kelli pulls up and avoids the blow at the last second, causing Q to crash her arm right into the barricade!
K: OH MY GOD!
G: THAT HAD TO HURT!!!
Kelli adjusts herself back to a vertical base as Q clutches at her arm. Kelli grabs Q’s arm and drops it across the barricade, causing Q to recoil in pain. From behind, Kelli shoves Q into the ring post, right on the same arm she’s been targeting! Q goes down. Kelli goes to pin Q, making sure to cover up the isolated arm.
One…
Two…Q kicks out!
Kelli turns her attention underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair. She lifts the chair above her head and brings it down across Q’s back, smacking it hard! Kelli then kicks off the top set of the steel steps and brings Q over, putting her arm on the steps. Kelli grabs the chair and raises it over her head, looking to slam it against Q’s arm, but Q pulls away at the last second!
K: Q got lucky that time!
G: She nearly didn’t have an arm but Q got out the way!
Kelli drops the chair in pain as Q scrambles back to her feet. Q runs at Kelli, hitting her with a running dropkick, sending Kelli bouncing off the barricade! Q grabs Kelli and whips her into the ring. Q searches under the ring for a second and finds what she’s looking for: a table! Q lifts the table into the ring, sliding it underneath the bottom rope. Before she can, Kelli drills the table with a baseball slide, knocking it into Q’s face, sending Q backward! Kelli flings herself over the top rope, but Q catches her mid-air with an uppercut, causing Kelli to crumple to the mat. Q goes for the cover!
One…
Two…Kelli kicks out!
K: And Kells is out on two!
Q lifts the table back into the ring as Kelli crawls away from the champ, still stunned from the previous blow. Q turns her attention back to Kelli and goes to grab her but Kelli cuts her off with a shot to the midsection! Kelli grabs Q and hits her with a leg sweep, sending Q’s head and back bouncing off the announce table!
G: GOOD GAWD! SHE’S RUNNING OUT OF BODY PARTS!!! THE CHAMP IS TAKING MASSIVE BLOWS HERE!!!
K: GET HER BACK IN THE RING KELLI NOW!!!!
Kelli takes off the top of the announce table, exposing it. She grabs one of the TV monitors and goes to hit Q with it, but Q kicks Kelli in the stomach, stopping the blow. Q grabs the monitor and nails Kelli with it! Kelli rolls onto the top of the table and Q follows her. Q lifts Kelli to her feet and Kelli hits her with a right hand. Q responds with a right hand of her own. Kelli hits back with another. Kelli grabs Q to hook her for a suplex but Q reverses and suplexes Kelli off the table! Both women go crashing down to the floor! Q covers Kelli.
One…
Two…Kelli kicks out!
Both women are clutching their backs as they get back to their feet. Q rolls Kelli into the ring, before looking underneath the ring. She pulls out a couple of steel chairs and then slides them into the ring, before following them in. She goes over to the table and raises it up, attempting to set it up. A recovered Kelli grabs Q from behind and rolls her up!
One…
Two…Q kicks out of the surprised pin attempt!
Q and Kelli get to their feet. Kelli spins and knocks Q off guard with a rolling elbow! Q staggers back and Kelli runs and bounces off the ropes but Q grabs her and nails her with a STO backbreaker! Q holds onto Kelli and then plants her with a face buster onto one of the steel chairs!
G: THIS…this is just a brutal match! I’ve never seen two people throw caution to the wind and just go at it!
K: Kelli has an actual chance here!!!!
Q goes back to the table and sets it up, putting it in front of a corner. She lifts Kelli up but Kelli grabs hold of a chair and drills it in Q’s midsection! Kelli does it again and drops the chair before rolling Q onto the table. Kelli climbs to the top rope, her back to the ring. Suddenly, Silas Jessup runs down, a spray can in hand, and sprays Kelli in the face! Just then Ricky Stanton runs back down the ramp and catches Silas with a spear!! He looks up at the ring and sees Q!!! Everyone is on their feet as they see the two stare each other down!!!!
G: ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE FIREWORKS!!!
K: IT’S THE TEACHER AND THE PUPIL!
Clutching her face, Kelli falls backward and she goes crashing through the table! Ricky and Q are staring each other down still and Ricky yells DO IT! DO IT NOW! Q pulls a stunned Kelli up looks as if she doesn’t want to pin her now after seeing what happened but Ricky is yelling in Q from outside the ring. Q holds Kelli for a moment before planting her with Q’s Lament (deadlift German suplex)!
G: SHE DIDN’T WANT IT THAT WAY!
Q covers Kelli!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner….AND STILL the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….Q!
G: Silas Jessup just effectively cost Kelli the match here! But why?!
Security carries Silas away as Ricky walks back up the rope backwards glaring at Q as her hand is raised with the Title in hand. She turns and glares at Ricky
G: I do not know what we just saw! It’s all just confusing! But it will have to wait until next time!!! Take care!!!!
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